Tusharika Tyagi / Infinitum Editor Carl fumbled with his medication, swearing quietly as the frustration mounted. The lid was always a bastard to unseal, and his hands had stopped being perfect tools over a decade ago. A bittersweet melody of…
Niyati Pancholi / Sputnik PhotographyTree leaves. I am a sun. My surface is hot with searing flames. I cast my gaze in all directions, and it is a scorching stare, a fiery regard. I am a giver of life, yet…
Serena Anagbe / Photo EditorA colour wheel. As he was always meant to do, Carter thought about love. This time, he was sitting in a dimly lit, warm café. Rain pattered against the windows, heavy enough that the claustrophobic street…
Serena Anagbe / Photo Editor I’m at the beginning, where later I will begin again. Every time I die, I will begin again. A guard wakes me, brings me in, shows me the statue in the room. Walk into the room, power goes…
