Viscountess Archimedes

Only a human being deserves to be belittled. The shackles of this life are too torturous and the love that spreads like snake venom makes me unable to breathe. My soul is dying, the candle in my heart has died leaving darkness, coldness and emptiness in my heart which has been frozen for a long time.

I'm a pathetic artist, writer and musician. I don't need to say anymore, that I actually exist.

Tap here to read my short story:

https://sg.docworkspace.com/d/sIFL9zbPbAaS9jq0G

"All the world's a stage, / And all the men and women merely players.” - As You Like It: Act II, scene 7, by Shakespeare.