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Brio Mokwena

@briomokwena

Writer.

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calendar_today08-03-2021 15:38:10

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"You dragged me out of my silence, tore me from my shell. Now the path home is gone, lost somewhere in the dark. If I can't return, then neither will you— I will burn your houses to ash, and have you wander the wilderness, just as I do, lost and a shell of myself." #art #story

"You dragged me out of my silence, tore me from my shell. Now the path home is gone, lost somewhere in the dark.
If I can't return, then neither will you—
I will burn your houses to ash, and have you wander the wilderness, just as I do, lost and a shell of myself." 
#art #story
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"My light burns purely for the sake of burning. It doesn't guide me and I seek no illumation to carry me onward—it's merely a warmth that I know will go away all too soon. That is enough; it's time I closed my eyes and let the night take me, anyway." #art #story

"My light burns purely for the sake of burning. It doesn't guide me and I seek no illumation to carry me onward—it's merely a warmth that I know will go away all too soon. That is enough; it's time I closed my eyes and let the night take me, anyway."

#art #story
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"I've stood against time, though war, and past death. Again and again. My mind breaks and my spirit grows weary—but my body won't stop. For my king I will continue to fight, my own preservations be damned. Until there's nothing left of me, I will not stop." #art #story

"I've stood against time, though war, and past death. Again and again. My mind breaks and my spirit grows weary—but my body won't stop.

For my king I will continue to fight, my own preservations be damned.

Until there's nothing left of me, I will not stop."

#art #story
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"I've kept my heart locked up for so long I no longer know the world beyond these bars. Now it bleeds—in the dark. Now it festers—alone. Were I to lift the latch, I fear whatever's left would wither in the wild. The cage...once a place of solitude, now a prison." #art #story

"I've kept my heart locked up for so long I no longer know the world beyond these bars.

Now it bleeds—in the dark. Now it festers—alone.

Were I to lift the latch, I fear whatever's left would wither in the wild.

The cage...once a place of solitude, now a prison."

#art #story
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"I stared into the abyss for so long I lost sight of who I was. Now, whenever you find yourself lost in the dark, know that I gaze upon you from within the shadows. Not to harm you, but not to guide you either. I simply watch. That is all." #art #story

"I stared into the abyss for so long I lost sight of who I was.

Now, whenever you find yourself lost in the dark, know that I gaze upon you from within the shadows. Not to harm you, but not to guide you either.

I simply watch. That is all."

#art #story
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"Being a martyr doesn't make you a hero. Half the time you're just some poor scrap who believed the world would remember him for doing what many already do without provocation." #art #story

"Being a martyr doesn't make you a hero. Half the time you're just some poor scrap who believed the world would remember him for doing what many already do without provocation."

#art #story
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"We were surrounded. About to be unceremoniously dealt with by spine-tingling things my nine-year-old niece had conjured from her dreams in her quest to conquer the world. What the frick?" #art #story

"We were surrounded. About to be unceremoniously dealt with by spine-tingling things my nine-year-old niece had conjured from her dreams in her quest to conquer the world.

What the frick?"

#art #story
Mark Lawrence (@mark__lawrence) 's Twitter Profile Photo

Set a thief to catch a thief. Set a monster to punish monsters. The Academy of Kindness exists to create agents of retribution, cast in the image of the Furies—known as the kindly ones—against whom even the gods hesitate to stand.

Set a thief to catch a thief. Set a monster to punish monsters.

The Academy of Kindness exists to create agents of retribution, cast in the image of the Furies—known as the kindly ones—against whom even the gods hesitate to stand.
rachael 🔎❔ (@rachael_allysa) 's Twitter Profile Photo

thank you to everyone who congratulated me on my agent announcement!! i started querying in 2021 with a different project but it didn’t feel like i really understood what kind of story i wanted to tell TB is my love letter to Black autistic girls with a lotta love to give 🐊🔎

Marc J Gregson (@mjg_write) 's Twitter Profile Photo

Almost four years ago, I worried I'd never get published. Now, I'm only weeks away from reading the screenplay adaptation of my book. Just keep going!