The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
The thing laughs, “To stop someone who could not be stopped is a contradiction of words, and sense. What did this impossible weapon look like?”
“I-I-I don’t remember.”
“Then how do you intend to find it, if you don’t know what it looks like?”
He stares at his ghoulish reflection.
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Very nicely done. Can you explain anything about the characters? Or is that sort of up to the reader?
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The readers imagination fills in the gaps as the story unfolds, giving you a more fluid, personal version.
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