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After a successful outing with my first expanding of the so called 50 word story, I’ve set my eyes on the next piece Matthew posted, he called this one Respect. “What is a man if he does not have a title?” “Is that how you see yourself in this world? Is this how you…
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Do your dreams have a way of weaving their way into your stories? It’s a silly question I know, as an author I know a lot of my dreams turn up in some form in my stories, In fact some even push through so powerfully that the dreams force the story to be created. Where…
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I call, don’t you feel me? deep inside, I touch you, I feel you, you must know, you must realize I’m almost there, I’m coming to feed, to feed upon you, then I’ll have your sin, and you’ll be mine forever, you’ll be my call, so witness me, and watch them all fall.
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Cleansing words, bitterness, hate, convulsions, flowing through me, my name, my work, all I am, stolen, liberated from my soul, blessings, disguised in rhymes, lost in translation, lost in its eyes, twenty-two days left alive, can you see, the real me?
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If you want to know how this story started, you can read about it HERE. It lets out a cry of anger, driving its huge, pulsating arms down, its fists connect with the ground viciously, as a crack splitters off from the impact point, rushing through the ground like a bolt of lighting, towards him.…
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In September of 2016, Matthew Tonks made a change to his blog, and began, what he led you to believe were 50 word stories he had written, and then expanded them into larger, more finished stories. If you have been keeping up with the blog over the last few days, you would now know that…
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Hello dear readers, Marty here, it’s been almost 24 hours since I took control of the blog, and as you can see, I have changed the name, but kept the posts running as they were when Matthew had control. I know you’re asking why, I myself asked that same question, but the reason is a…
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Lies he told, listened you did, believed, he fooled you all, tricked each and everyone of you, even made me a character in his lies, tried to kill me, and now he runs, now he hides, in the darkness, the cold, cold darkness, but it won’t save him, he won’t survive, nor will you, twenty-three days remain,…
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She peers through the crowd, searching, lifting her nose into the air, his scent is strong, he can’t be more than a few feet away, she feels it dig into her back and lets out a low growl. “Donovan, are you sure you want to play this game again,” she hisses. “Fuck you Clare, this…
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Down we go, further and further, deeper and deeper, where no light shines, where no one goes, deeper still, there, that’s the place, where our dreams are born, and our nightmares live, STOP do you feel it? the vibrations, it’s coming, it knows we’re here, run, climb, up and up, higher and higher, it’s close,…
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It covers all, this sticky black tar, removing the light, sucking it all away, slowly draining me, like a withered husk, I trudge on, forward, towards your damnation, I see it, your end, for it shows me, all the blood, all the pain, but don’t fear it, and don’t run, as there’s nowhere to go, nowhere it…
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Twenty-six day, count them, savor them, for soon they’ll be gone, disappearing into nothingness, fading like the liffy, So fear me, fear my name, fear my face, for when you see it, you’ll know your time is done, so say it, say it, say it with me, breath it, drink it take me all in, you know it,…
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Do you see me? Do you feel me? Do you know I’m here? waiting and watching, smelling your growing fear, days turn into weeks, weeks into years, feeding your fears, growing your pain, waiting for you to ripen, soon, twenty-seven days and you will bloom, twenty-seven days seal your doom.
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Silence, moments, time, twenty-eight days, counting down, time is running out, soon, you’ll be shown, all the things I’ve built for you, hand crafted, engineered to perfection, made for pain, do you dare, no, of course you don’t, that’s why the choice was never yours, it’s always been mine, moments, leading to your demise.
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The question is asked, It’s the same every time, so I close my eyes, dreaming of something new, dreaming of a place, where suffering is something few, people have to face, and the question is not asked, so come with me, let us be free, to be who we are, without judgement or hate, without…
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I don’t know when I first noticed it, the coldness, outside the air was warm, beautiful in fact, I could’ve stripped down to nothing, and still felt like I had too many clothes on, but, inside the house, it was cold, and I mean dead cold. Nothing I could do would make it anymore than…
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Winter comes again, like a forgotten friend, sore, sour, salty, tasting this pain, hot, thick, blisters, licking at my marks, disfigured lies, deleted eyes, whispering me a new name, something dark, from your cold heart, then I’ll dig it out, and feast on your soul, I’ll make your flesh, into a fucked up dress, and…
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The Players so far.. Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the United Federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race, but his own flesh and blood to join the Dark Collective, so he could be with the woman he loved. Now, he rides stardust and slipstreams, captaining the Betha, fighting for…
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Said, unsaid, thoughts forgotten, deeds done, undone, time and time again, count them, thirty-one days that seals your fate, washing, scrubbing, bleeding, tearing, ripping at all I am, bravely going forward, back, until it starts again, looking, searching, finding, building, shaping it to fail, plotting, planning, acting out, someone’s blood will spill, they’ll never catch me, you’ll never know, I’ll…
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The Players so far.. Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the United Federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race, but his own flesh and blood to join the Dark Collective, so he could be with the woman he loved. Now, he rides stardust and slipstreams, captaining the Betha, fighting for…