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“Who am I?” the shadow chuckled, “I am death. And I am yours.”

The King’s Escape from Death by Abel ChanSingapore, Singapore It was a long time ago, in a castle that has long since turned to rubble. Safe within the castle’s guarded walls, a king laid asleep, blanketed in his own cold sweat. He … Continue reading “Who am I?” the shadow chuckled, “I am death. And I am yours.”

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But it was not them that the sea had wanted. Their bodies remained safely secured to the raft.

Sea of Fire A story of hope by Abel Chan Singapore, Singapore Everything that we have owned, everything that we have built, they had taken it all – our farms, our gold, our lives, our home. Ancient heirlooms that have been … Continue reading But it was not them that the sea had wanted. Their bodies remained safely secured to the raft.

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The sky was scarlet crimson, the same crimson that shone so bright on the day that we had met.

Together, Always. A story of friendship by Abel Chan Singapore, Singapore Through teary eyes I watched, as the sun descended against its azure canvas. It has been a long and amazing journey, full of adventures and misadventures alike. And it has … Continue reading The sky was scarlet crimson, the same crimson that shone so bright on the day that we had met.