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"Squidify!"
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On 24/06/2020 at 0:28 PM, ccstat said:
I swear I recognize your avatar from another forum--are you active on Space Battles or Sufficient Velocity?
Nope. This avatar is only used in three places - the Shard, an Instagram account for my lingerie and poetry addiction, and for a Tumblr account that does the same.
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Slow Death
How I wish to lose the ability to smell.
Because I scent your sweetness in the air and it makes me hate my aching bones, my old age, my inability to run after that intoxicating aroma of you.You have left me and all I do is wait for death.
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9 hours ago, hoiditthroughthegrapevine said:
The Power of Love
He saw her again. He heard the blood in his ears and his vision swam.
An electrical jolt shivered his spine, tingled his fingers. What a feeling!
Looking at his phone, to his surprise, her powers of seduction by induction got his battery to 100 percent.
Or powers of induction by seduction? What a novel idea!
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Witch
Zyanya smiled to herself as she traversed the maze gardens with ease. For 450 years, she watched as the gardens blossomed and grew, matching her development. The maze became surer in creating new passages as she shed the incertitude of her youth.
A maze as beautifully dark as she is.
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Dried Blackbane Leaves
He tried to tell her how sorry he was that he couldn’t continue, that it was the end of the line for him. He tried to tell her how tired he was of trying to save people, and failing.
His hand fell through the cage slats, eyes lifeless.
He tried.
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Affair
We held each other tightly, bathed in the glow of the afternoon sun, and love, made and remade.
I smiled into your stormy eyes and saw my entire future swirling there.
Until you say, “ I can’t leave her.”
And I become a grain of sand in the dry desolate desert.
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Butt Venture didn't care because that meant he gets the picnic basket to himself - more sandwiches for him.
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#EmbraceTheCreepy
Oh Rusts! Für Elise started playing. "Hey Google, skip this song." It's beautiful, but it's so depressing for me.
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Like a Thief in the Night
It’s been a long day. Rishi knew she shouldn’t have drunk that last cup of coffee. Now she couldn’t sleep.
She did her nightly ablutions. Grabbing the moisturizer to apply it to her aging face, she thought, I could use more sleep.
T’was to be her last good night’s sleep.
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More poppies - black as night, potent as death.
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1 minute ago, BringerOfLight said:
Woah, this gave me chills.
You're welcome.
It's raining here right now - 12:55 AM. My office desk is near the glass balcony doors, and when the lights are off, and my imagination is on overdrive, I can almost see things reflected on the dark glass. I'm actually not scared TBH. I've been living alone for too long, that any non-human entity that decides to occupy the same space as me will find themselves biting off more than they can chew. I am merciless to things that cramp my lifestyle.
Let me continue the Invisible Girl thread.
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Hollow - part 3
Warm sunlight filtered through the white curtains as Mary woke up, turned around, and wrapped her arms around him. His eyes were closed. He learned his lesson weeks ago not to open his eyes and find nobody there with him.
Thankfully he didn’t see the hurt in her eyes then.
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2 minutes ago, BringerOfLight said:
I hope that your music is....
spooky.
It's Rachmaninoff - neither spooky nor unnecessarily cheerful. Just good midnight music.
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Not Alone
She peered at the darkness of the kitchen. Should she turn on the light there, too? She thought she heard … but no - Damnation! That post really creeped her out.
She went back to her desk and laughed at her silliness. It was echoed by a soft chuckle in the kitchen.
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12 minutes ago, BringerOfLight said:
You're welcome.
Yeah. I turned on the light in the living room and yelled "Hey Google, turn on the volume by 50%." to get Rachmaninoff playing louder.
5 minutes ago, hoiditthroughthegrapevine said:Hahaha, yeah it was kind of sad, the ice cream truck was out of Sponge Bob popsicles.
The horror.
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11 minutes ago, BringerOfLight said:
Nighttime Routine
It was 11 o'clock at night. When a hand laid on my shoulder, I jumped and turned quickly around.
No one was there. The bathroom's locked, must have been my imagination. I sigh, relieved, and wash the sweat off my face.
I look into the mirror.
There's somebody behind me.
Oh Lord, it's midnight where I am and I'm alone in the house with only a lamp next to my desk turned on...and I read stuff like this? GOOSEBUMPS.
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As a fellow returnee, I welcome you back into the fold. Let's celebrate with waffles!
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He ran to escape the logarithmic logs, jumping through binary bushes, cicadas arranged like Cartesian coordinates, and finally landed on Pythagorean poppies.
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8 minutes ago, BringerOfLight said:
Well, if you want to invoke emotion out of your audience in 50 words, its hard not to get really dark.
That's true. It's actually quite a challenge to write something happy and bright.
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Father's Day
He’d been pacing for about a half day, but it’s really just been an hour.
He was deaf to the panic and frantic atmosphere of the hospital with its bustling personnel in PPEs and the paging of doctors.The door opened.
“Mr. Lawson? They both made it. It’s a boy.”
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24 minutes ago, BringerOfLight said:
Wow, I love the direction you took the story!
It could easily have been a ghost story. But I like Hollow Girl better. If you want to continue it, please tag me.
I didn't realize when I created this thread that it was so easy to take 50-word fiction to a dark place.
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Clueless Man
You couldn't have heard it. The agony of keeping my tears in check - my measured breaths.
Else, screaming in my head and perhaps blood. Definitely tears. Hysterical desperate laughter.
I fold my hands on top of my thighs. I stop their trembling.
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17 hours ago, BringerOfLight said:
Cup of Coffee
"Let me make you some coffee, honey," Mary says, rubbing the knots from my shoulders. "You've been at the computer all day, love. You have to stop working sometime."
"I'd love some coffee, Mary," I answer. "I love you."
"I love you too."
I turn around, and Mary isn't there.Invisible
It’s been three months since the research lab accident that turned her into this ... abomination.
He’s working so hard to reverse the effects, but they both suspect it might very well be permanent.Mary wiped the invisible tears from her eyes. At least he can still hear and feel her.
--My name is Mary. I just had to respond.
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Which didn't do much since they were blind anyway.
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And cookies.
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The city council declared, "This street needs some street lamps. It's too dim."
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He had to get help from the bakers notorious for hoarding souls for enhanced baked goods.
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And cut off his tentacles, which now made him look like a dented overinflated grey balloon.
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Because the soulcaster's friends were all rabbits.
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It's raining here right now - 12:55 AM. My office desk is near the glass balcony doors, and when the lights are off, and my imagination is on overdrive, I can almost see things reflected on the dark glass. I'm actually not scared TBH. I've been living alone for too long, that any non-human entity that decides to occupy the same space as me will find themselves biting off more than they can chew. I am merciless to things that cramp my lifestyle.
The Longest Thread (Misadventures)
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And struck Butt Venture, who was strolling past on his midday break.