Nostos, the Greek word for homecoming. Here lie the stories of ordinary people, who have lost themselves, and their worlds.

The lost souls may or may not find the north star to guide them home.

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This is a series of one-shots that I wrote when I was in High School, which wasn't that far back. The stories each are self-contained. The writings here are experiments. So expect the style to be eclectic and oddball. Finally, the stories are short. Each one of them is like a Haiku, precisely worded.

Do let me know how you guys liked the stuff. This is a off-project so updates will be infrequent. Let me know since the things are one-shots, each story is not gonna continue after 1 chapter. (Cover art: Random starry sky img search. Credit to whoever took the photo)