Fear

  • 7

    7

    You know me, I sense it deep in your sin, you felt me seep in, as I ripped my way through, I tore at you too, all for your seed, all for your sin, I smell it, your sin, I smell it within, all that you are, for I was at it’s birth, I saw…

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  • 8

    8

    Rushing, desperately, to set the trap, twisting, turning, the words to contain it, switching, changing, everything I can, ripping, tearing, at everything I am, searching, screaming, asking for an answer, gushing, flowing, forming red sticky puddles, crying, praying, asking for forgiveness, bright, light, dimming in the darkness, it’s too late!

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  • 9

    9

    It’s all coming true, at first I thought, it was all a dream, I thought it couldn’t be real, but as the days draw closer, and the reality sinks in, this beast it lives, it hungers so, for what we carry inside, the seed to life, the idea of it all, it wants it’s power,…

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  • 10

    10

    I’m losing, it’s gaining the upper hand, everything I do, it counters, everything I place in it’s way, it moves, blood is on my hands, yours, the worlds, I can’t stop it, I never had a chance, he was an idea, a chance, but she sold herself, allowed the beast in, shared her secrets, her…

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  • 11

    11

    While I slept, while I dreamed, the beast it did visit me, it showed me things, I wished not to see, a river of blood, a valley of darkness, buried within was my sin, too late did I cry, for I was already gone, the beast has my seedling, the beast has my soul, so…

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  • Day 155 – Fragile – 50 Word Story Expanded

    “A fragile heart, is an easy thing to break. I give you fair warning, it won’t be as simple as you think to win him over.” “I’m well aware there’s more than one way to a man’s heart, not just through his rib cage,” she says with an evil smile. He grabs her, and they…

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  • 12

    12

    It’s getting closer, can you feel it? Can you smell it? I know I can, I see it when I close my eyes, it’s rows of teeth, it’s eyes of black, it taunts me, it laughs, how helpless am I, its servant, its minion, the first who will die, I can’t save you all, but…

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  • 13

    13

    Don’t share it, don’t read it, don’t speak its words, for it will feel it, will know it, and it will come for your sins, our sins, given to us when our seeds were planted, back when our lives began, so close your eyes, and turn away, forget this place, escape it’s hold, for once…

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  • Day 152 – The Roundhead Prelude 11 – It Knows, No End

    “Powerful stuff, I like how it twists and turns its way through reality, quite a clever concept, it could really work in a weekly episode format,” Jacob says as he looks up from the tablet at Suzan, she leans back in her chair, looking up at the ceiling with a smile on her face. “I…

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  • Day 147 – The Roundhead Prelude 10 – Hiding, Inside

    He stares at the dried blood, splattered against the wall, his eyes slowly follow the trail left behind, up and down, along and around, following the curves of each letter, until he reaches the end. He swallows a dry, coarse mouthful of air, it tears at his throat like a ball of barbed wire, as…

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  • Day 145 – The Roundhead Prelude 9 – It Calls For You

    “You’re kidding me?” He says as he rolls around on the bed, the phone pressed firmly to his ear. “Why would I kid you? It’s true, it’s everywhere. God I can’t believe you haven’t heard, it’s  like all over the news and social media, haven’t you seen any of it?” She says with a giggle.…

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  • Day 145 – Khufu – Short Story

    Inspiration again from another of Yazgar’s drawings for Inktober and Drawlloween, you can go HERE to see the awesome picture, and then, read the story. I promise, no clown’s this time.   “So what, you think it’s him?” “We’ll know more once we get the fabric carbon tested, but, I think we’ve found him,” he…

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  • Day 129 – Birthday – Short Story

    Twenty seven years on the outside, twenty seven years of living a life on borrowed time, the headlights flash past me and I shield my eyes, I know, too much description? Well, I’m not paying you to read this so why don’t you just piss off if it’s not working for you. The car comes…

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  • Day 124 – Change – Short Story

    His sits, staring at the four glasses in front of him and blinks his eyes several times before reaching out in an attempt to pick one of them up, he fails miserably and crashes to the floor in a heap. “Shows over Macready, go home!” A voice says from above him, he slowly and awkwardly…

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  • Day 117 – Respect – 50 Word Story Expanded

    “Please sir, I was hungry, I’ve haven’t eaten in days, I didn’t want to take it, but I saw you had more…” The boy doesn’t get to finish his sentence as the man slaps him across the face, knocking him to the ground. “Shut up child, you have made your bed, now you must pay…

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  • Day 99 – Ghosts Of Forever – Short Story

    She looks over to Bennett, and grips his hand tightly, he squeezes back in return and forces a smile, but his eyes tell her a different tale, one filled with uncertainty. But she didn’t expect anything different from him, for the past two days all he’s done is try and talk her out of tonight’s…

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  • Day 95 – Private Session – Black Label Short Story

    She places her phone on the table and stretches her arms in the air and lets out a long, drawn out yawn, before pulling the blanket off from around her legs and walks over to the small bench that makes up the better part of her kitchen and picks up a strawberry from a plate…

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  • Day 89 – Hello, Officer – YouChallenge Short Story

    He looks uncomfortably into the rear-view mirror, at the car behind him, it’s red and blue lights flash violently and he swallows a mouthful of air, it moves down his throat like a rock and he shuffles in his seat as the officer gets out of the vehicle and slowly makes his way towards him.…

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  • Day 89 – Caged Heat – Short Story

    It was Tuesday, I think, I’m not really sure anymore, but let’s say it was Tuesday when she first showed up, looking like she had just walked out of a Victoria Secrets catalogue, all hot and tempting. I’ve never been one to back away from anything, and she, was not going to be the first,…

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  • Day 73 – Blood Drunk – Short Story

    He moves through the streets like a wrecking ball, crashing into everything and anything that’s in his way, until eventually he crashes into a garbage bin and tumbles hopelessly to the ground in a heap. He lies there in a daze for a few moments before he notices her standing there, watching him in the…

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