where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“Seven days! SEVEN DAYS!” Shaun yells as he thrusts a fist into the wall, a handful of millimetres from her face. She glares at him, curling her lips and snarling from the back of her throat. “DON’T BLAME ME FOR YOUR PROBLEMS! WE HAD A DEAL, AND YOU FAILED TO PERFORM AS REQUIRED. HAD IT …
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I saw the darkness grow, as it overtook all that was, eyes glazed over with emptiness, a soul on the edge of torment, we promised things without question, through dying breath, we wished, we hoped, but we never dared to know, when the other doorway opened, we found ourselves free from pain, free from the …
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The water splashes onto his skin with a predestined purpose, hitting the flesh like tiny balls, exploding as they hit their target. The water washes away the blood, and carries it to the enamelled surface of the troth, and then down the drain. “Do you think, he’ll remember?” Deborah asks, as she casts a glance …
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Sickness no longer mine, a desire to replace time, no longer tolerate it, devolve the depth of its parry, reflect the desires of a broken mirror, restart the fire, burn the mirror, break a cycle that started before my time, you can’t remove the sickness, you can only live within it, you’ll never survive it, …
The door falls to the ground and Lucas stares deathly towards Marian and Fiona. “You’ve both been very, very naughty!” he says through a wicked smile. “The things you’ve said and have done over the last half an hour have contradicted everything you promised me you would do, and now with all my family dead …
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“BRAVO!” a voice calls out, followed quickly by overly enthusiastic clapping, as a scantly dressed woman literally oozes from the shadows. “I’ve seen many a man scream with terror, wet themselves even. But you David, you give me nothing but unadulterated terror, and for that you have my unending admiration.”
He lowers the toothbrush and stares at his wayward reflection, as it continues to drive the churning blades of the brush into his bloody gums. “They called me a fool, misguided by the violence I was brought into this world with, and shunned me from the profession I so loved. They cast me out, humiliated …
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“The others left you here, forgotten and alone. You are powerless, with no real strength of your own, only that which is given to you by those who blindly follow you. You’re pathetic! I rescind my belief, and in doing that, I make you powerless.” “OH NO! PLEASE NOT THAT!”
She takes his hand and smiles awkwardly as he helps her to her feet. “You should be more carful sweets, you can’t be sure what dangers lurk out in the darkness,” he says. “How can you be sure I’m not one of those dangers?” “How can YOU be sure I’m not?” “Because I know who …
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“I want you to realise, before I continue, that this will not fix the issues to have begged be repaired, for time has had its way with these things, all it will do is allow you not to care for them anymore. Do you understand?” he says with cold intent.
To live in pretend fame or die in fiery flame
K Is Silent k Is SiLeNt K iS siLENT kIsSiLeNt
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