Tag: Writing
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To Wit Twit Towoo (2)
The owl flew swiftly into the window. After last time, it realised the barn door wasn’t open, but didn’t think any further.
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Alabaster Smile
Delicate skin Pale And crack’d Watery eyes Pale And blue Tattered lips Taut And chapp’d Rotten teeth Almost through She posed with her alabaster smile momentarily, giving her victim one final look at her time-ravaged appearance, before piercing the jugular. She drank. She watched the victim’s skin change appearance, becoming more translucent. Too much and…
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The Crone
She looked on in disbelief. “How dare they!” she snarled. “How dare they use MY word in such a way. It is my word, my word alone, yet they all use it however they want, whenever they want, without thought. I own it. I created it.” She hissed. She’d spurt venom, if she could. She…
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Maladies
“Thith” Hissed the serpent with a lisp. “_____” Shook the snake with no rattle. “Ribck” Croaked the toad with a frog in its throat. And all the witch could do was cackle. (All images found on Pixabay)
The Mansionic Perspective 