Category: Repost (in part)
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From the Apocalypse
Hayley sat dithered. She remembered this from last time. The darkness. The cold. The smell. Herbert rolled around on the floor laughing. He remembered it too, only differently. “You tore your dress” Herbert managed between guffaws. “I broke a nail” Hayley sternly retorted, “as well” she acknowledged. Herbert looked into Hayley’s eyes. Hayley blinked. It’s…
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Backwardly Forwards
The time was right To admit defeat And go back The time is right To start again And look forward (This is a repeat presentation, originally posted in 2014)
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The Willows–Part Six
Lady Salinger-Wallis imagined herself to be covered in dust and cobwebs. She could feel the ladder in her stocking had run a little further, and she could still feel the mouse running over her foot. She could also feel that one of her fake fingernails had come loose. She quickly dusted herself down, although she…
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The Willows–Part Five
Icewolf desperately tried to open the window. “How can it be locked like this when it was wide open a minute ago? You only closed it – you didn’t even lock it!” Scott tried the door again. “It’s like this door being wedged tight. The wind didn’t blow it that hard to cause that. And…
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The Willows–Part Four
Lady Salinger-Wallis hummed nervously, and twiddled her fingers. Devilla returned to the lounge with a tray holding three glasses of water. She handed one of the glasses to Lady S, and the others to Scott and Icewolf. Lady S took a large gulp of her water, when she suddenly noticed the smell. And then the…
The Mansionic Perspective 