The following short story is entirely fictional and does not portray actual events and people. Any such resemblance is coincidental.
Unlike happiness, evil is always to be found and does not even need to be searched for. Evil takes many forms. More often than not, it does not manifest itself in a tyrannical madman or a monster but rather shows up more mundanely. Never forget this – you do so at your peril.
Continue reading The Red Light – A short story
Happiness, that elusive feeling, that sense of meaning;
The warmth of the hearth on a cold winter’s night;
A cool breeze on a stifling summer day, keeping me from steaming;
A kind word from a friend in the darkest hour of despair, making everything all right;
Happiness is not be searched for and seldom to be found;
Real, it is worth more than anything, more priceless than precious stones and gold;
It will release you from the crippling shackles of depression, you will no longer be bound;
In that prison of suffocating darkness, the keys to your heart only you shall hold.