Tag: Imagination
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Mummy!
“This place stinks!” Albert moaned as he became bored of traipsing around the museum. “Shush!” Albert’s Mum reprimanded in a whisper. “That’s the smell of age. Hurry now, we’re leaving as they’re about to close.” “Smells like cheese.” Albert sulked, as he stomped after his mother, but happy his ordeal was now over. He didn’t…
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The Wolf
The Crescent Moon shone brightly behind the wispy clouds that attempted to cover it. The sky beyond was a very deep blue, pierced by thousands of stars. Together everything pointed towards the very cold night ahead. The man looked up to the Moon, watching his breath evaporate before him as he did so. “At least…
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Whispers
The abandoned graveyard lay in ruins on the hillside where it had once stood proudly for hundreds of years. The residents moved to a new location lower-ground, now only the oldest of broken headstones remained. Elizabeth looked at the date on one of these remaining stones: 1793. It was moss-covered and weathered by time, but…
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Drippings
Per-link. Per-link. Per-link. The gentle musical sound echoed through the shadows, constant in its rhythm and volume. The walls of the square room provided the most perfect of acoustics, free from any other interruption. Per-link. Per-link. Per. The sudden exhale of breath stopped the rhythm instantly. For a second. Then it began again. Per-link. Per-link.…
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Good Moaning
The brilliance of the Moon shone through the open window. The air cooling considerably to match the more chilled air outside. The old wooden beams and floorboards began to settle themselves for the cold night ahead, creaking and moaning as they did. The wood expanded and contracted to fit in with their surroundings, sometimes causing…
The Mansionic Perspective 