Welcome To My Haven

Before you begin... This space is not meant for public nor personal. It is in between the grey area of idea pouring from a one-sided mind together with the stories that I feel that are compelling enough to be etched in your mind. The stories that are being crafted are stories that revolved and reflected…

Bonfire

First and foremost. this is my first post of a short fiction that I have created back in a few weeks ago. This might served as a lore-like story for a longer story that I am currently working on. The theme of this short fiction is mostly on love, bravery and empathy. Hope you readers…

Blog Update – 25/03/20

Dear readers, I am Haise and I am back with another update for Haise's Haven. It has been two weeks since I have written the last blog update and a lot of things had happened, foreseen and unforeseen. I had been having my degree exam for the past week and finally, the exam is over…

End of the Lie

A very beautiful piece. The context, it’s unbelievable. -Haise xx All is lost. His armor is dented, cast aside. Caved in on itself. Scorched and torn. Blood gushes from his mouth and nose. And with the suffering, …End of the Lie

Evolution

This is a super short story that I have been working on. The setting was vague, but it was intended to be that way. I might work on this story as to be a series but I need reviews for it. Thanks for reading and I am a little bit rusty as I have not…

A Moment’s Sympathy (An Interlude, Of Sorts)

Challenge for the writers #2 – 1

A very interesting piece about Lucifer Morningstar, Samael, the Lord of the Underworld. Totally amazing! – Haise xx

Hatboy's Hatstand

Day 88. 79 pages, 33,429 words.

For several thousand years, the Greater Burning Fweig Data Routing Station and its huge rich-mirror transfer panels had floated on the edge of the Four Realms environmental envelope. Once upon a time, the station had been the backbone of the communications network between Heaven, Earth, Hell, and the scattered settlements of Cursèd. As the station had revolved, its panels had caught the rays of the rising and setting sun and turned it into one of the brightest and most enduring lights in the Earth’s night sky.

When the big data channels of the Eden Road had superseded the station’s usefulness, it had been decommissioned but preserved as a heritage satellite. Everyone was used to its faithful presence, appearing before the stars of the Playground came out to shine and not winking out until after they had vanished once more into the vault of space. It…

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