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Weeping Dawn

Weeping Dawn is my love letter to Sigmund Freud, Carl Jung, and Fredrick Nietzsche. The story explores the relationship between individual autonomy and divine will, and how the tension between these two forces tears at the very heartstrings of human existence. Thus the seer on the mountain Declared “from The moment there was a spoken word, man declared war against his mother, Nature, tearing down her forests, uprooting her gardens, and ripping mountains and stone from the earth in an attempt to make her in his image. And now that he has conquered Nature, his hubris declares war against his father, the Spirit. All in the name of Progress – a mistress who cares for no one except for the one married to her last. And many men have conjoined themselves with such a mistress. He constructs abominations to pacify himself, to reduce himself to the state of an infant with drugs like opium and hashish. And now that he has conquered his father, he sets his aims on himself” This encapsulates what Catalyst Of The Divine is about and it pushes this perspective as deep as it can go. It explores man's relationship with order and chaos, a force that has many faces: Masculine vs feminine, left vs right, separation vs synthesis , man vs nature ,the divine vs the devil , and with us as humans caught between the two. And in this story we explore an empire that had long reached the height of power now subject to the paradox of man the clergy desperately attempting to alter human nature through experimentation. While the Merchants are attempting to usurp power from the crown to monopolize the peasants. Between this struggle there is the nobility who once protected the people and had their backs turned on them. Amidst all of this, we follow several lost souls trying to make sense of the world; By sticking to their principles, even when the world doesn't reward it…..all in the palm of whatever eldritch horrors await them beyond the veil
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Kiss Of The Night

A College student's soul transmigrated into a renowned Princess of 400 BCE who had a very mysterious and tragic ending. To survive from her obvious doom, she decided to have a lowkey and peaceful life away from royal struggle but she ended up falling in love with the nemesis of that Era, the notorious, ‘Dark Prince’ who was going to be the destroyer and damnation of the whole continent of that century. But, she didn’t know- She was the main reason for his damnation- For her, a lonely Prince turned into a ferocious monster, burning down the numerous kingdoms into ashes. ------ [Extract from the Story] In the solitude of an eerie night, I met that stranger again. He was standing tall and straight like a towering spruce, his profile dark against the moonlight as his long and slender fingers were wrapped firmly around the hilt of his unsheathed sword. His deep voice growled furiously while pulling out the sharp and shining blade from the bandit’s heart, “Aren’t you daring enough to lay your dirty fingers on my woman?” Drops of blood tainted the velvety carpet of the grass and the body of the bandit fell on the ground, numb and lifeless. I was awestruck by the smooth strikes of his sword and it was impossible to steady my erratic pulse. Suddenly, his cold and burning gaze fell on me. Though I never met him before, he still felt the closest person; an inexplicable sense of deja vu washed over me, creating an absurd familiarity that messed up all logic. Approaching me, he cupped my chin tenderly in his warm hand as his thumb gently wiped a drop of blood from my cold cheek, making my body shiver alarmingly. My heart was hammering in my ears and his compelling eyes riveted me to the spot. However, noticing his deep wound, I mumbled in a breathy and concerned tone, “Your injury looks deadly. You need immediate treatment.” A deep chuckle greeted me as he pulled me closer to him, wrapping his strong arms around my waist, "Don't bother about that, My love. Did I make you wait for long?" 'My love!! Is he supposed to be my damn lover?' __________ ‘Death is not a worry of mine Even if I must swallow poison I must have you, …’ ~ Lucian Mavis.
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