The Prestigious Call

The trash By: M. Rafely It wasn`t the providence of mine, nor them, or the lore itself. It wasn`t the will of mine, nor them, or the lore itself. Being slaughtered barbarically, Violated by a men`s greed. It was great shameful things That human could do indeed. As a feathered being I crept high, Tried to seek a liberty. But I`ve chained by memories, That could break my sanity. The dark radiance that called justice Betrayed my soul, ignored this true will. Used as the tool for men`s greed. Nor for our sake or life`s bill. Now, None of their words I save. It all just a void, or a mash, That reform the truth, and now I know, The truth is just a trash.

After got stuck for a few months, finally! yeah finally I could finish my story yesterday. Maybe it`s not what I promised before, but this story is the key for the upcoming stories. Yeah! So here it is, the Another. The another                 My drug to discovery makes my body wants to journey more. So that is why I am in Indonesia now. It`s a beutiful place, you won`t find it in another country. I am in the 23rd Merauke`s discovery now and today I`ll find a very rare bird called Cendrawasih. It`s very woody here, I can`t see any river or road around here because it`s a forest actually. My group and I are the fortress team, we do the wandering first and we are planned to head south where it is the way for Cendrawasih to spend its time for gathering food. I smell something that seems very familiar, it kinda like a rose butmore fragrant than it. “Hey fella, I smelt something fragrance!” “What is it nicole?” “I don`t know, we need to find it” I walk to the where smell comes from. I see s