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ObsidianLight

Writings

My nonfiction writings.
  • Prologue - Aspen Faye

    "She was only five. FIVE. This is my fault! Why do I feel like I was the one that killed her? She was the one that jumped out the window!"

    3 min read
  • Chapter One - Aspen Faye

    I hurry back to my room. Everything is as I left it, but something about the room gives me a sense of fear, or dread. (This is part two of the series)

    8 min read
  • Chapter Two - Aspen Faye

    A little girl died right here, where I'm standing. A five-year-old ancestor of mine died. Right here. (This is part three of the series)

    10 min read


"In my contact with people I find that, as a rule, it is only the little, narrow people who live for themselves, who never read good books, who do not travel, who never open up their souls in a way to permit them to come into contact with other souls -- with the great outside world."
— Booker T. Washington, Up From Slavery