The end must, slow and dreary, draweth nigh,When all must die within the day of doom. Read More →

His heart skipped a beat every time she walked by, but he never had the courage to say anything to her. Read More →

I see you burst into suns Read More →

THIS YEAR, the Scotia Private Client Group team put all its heart into art, making their annual signature event 'Celebration of Art', on December 5, masterful. Read More →

I couldn't stand that black cat. Read More →

Miss Christmas came and went without a splash, and now Miss New Year, who is not pleased with what is going on around the world, would certainly like to see some changes. Read More →

Mrs Linder walked slowly through the tall grass, her eyes alive and joyful. A gentle smile danced on her ruby lips. Her clothes were well appointed and as neatly put together as humanly possible. She held a stately posture and charm that was reflected... 

The schoolmaster, worried that the start of the new school year was fast approaching, still had received no notice from the ministry. What was he to do? He decided to take things into his own hands and find out what was going on. He walked to Hyde's Village... 

ALTHOUGH WIDELY recognised as one of her generation's most important painters, Seya started out her creative life as a writer. As a young girl growing up in Allentown, Pennsylvania, in the 1930s, Seya was exposed to various cultures through the many immigrants... 

After waiting for 12 months to see her again, I was very disappointed. First, she had lost a lot of weight; she came alone, and empty-handed. She said Santa Claus was made redundant, hunger caused his reindeer to lose their antlers, and the Christmas...