

The Edge Of Paridise


Marcus stretched his lean frame and padded barefoot to the kitchen, his feet appreciating the cool smoothness of the floor. The kitchen itself was a study in purposeful simplicity. No cluttered countertops, no gadgets gathering dust, no cabinets stuffed with forgotten appliances. Just the essentials: a single burner, a kettle, a few carefully chosen pieces of ceramic dishware, and a small refrigerator that hummed quietly in the corner. This was intentional minimalism at its finest, where every item served a purpose and nothing existed merely for the sake of possession.