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Blue Cavern Richard walked down the green navel path on the far side of town.Blue Cavern
“They told me that they no longer need me at work. Can you believe that?”
The horizon stood still, not responding.
“Ah fuckin’ Christ. I’m not gonna work again. I’ve had it. I can’t work their petty jobs anymore. I’d rather trip on a knife and see ends meet.”
by *deZtornmind
Pumpkin Night David awoke in his own urine. His foggy eyes wouldn’t clear, not by his knuckle rolling around his eye or rapid blinking. In haste, he jumped to his feet and spotted the time on the microwave. Disorientation met his aspirations, causing him to stumble back and forth till his body met the carpet ground of his apartment. Small brown ants scurried up and down the fibers like climbing over clouds, following them at twice the size were black ants with grotesque long limbs and antennas. David slammed his fist down on one, but it crawled through his hand. He rose, flailing his hand into the wall tPumpkin Night
by *deZtornmind
Mansion I laid back as the drops splashed into my eyes. Unmoved, I dared the climates to drown me. The mansion ahead of him looked daring and colossal. "It's a fine establishment", I found myself remarking. I looked down at my drenched, sobbing clothes. "This won't do", I said. Slowly, I backed off the perimeter and began circling the place in a quick run. The wet soil grabbed my shoes and soiled my clothes with mud.Mansion
I looked to a window and saw a red-headed girl. She wore a loose white dress that reached out, creating distance to anyone who t
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Delta Nails chewed through his face. He grit his teeth as his flesh flew away. Hammering down on the trigger, he gripped the muzzle to realign every shot. He watched his enemies fall while walking past them. With no one else around, he held his radio to his teeth with the same death-grip and piercing eyes.Delta
"This is Delta. The perimeter's secure."
"Copy, Delta. Retrieve the ghost."
"Copy, en route."
&nbs
by *deZtornmind
The Club I entered the club, disheveled, and far too sober, looping into paranoia, fidgeting awkwardly.The Club
"Rank 10," the woman at the door said.
"Come on, man, I'm just a little tired," I said.
I walked outside, only to see a bum with a jack-in-the-box body who sat, springing up and down.
"Want some Electis? What do you have to trade, boy?"
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Banks The road flowed like the ocean. The yellow short lines seemed to float like buoys on a rope. Bank steered the straight, lazily coasting down the stretch. He smoked a blue wrapped joint packed with the latest blueberry strand.Banks
An irking red siren flashed behind him. His eyebrows lifted in surprised. He pulled over and gripped his Uzi in his right hand. The cop walked over to the window. Banks rolled it down.
"How are you, sir?" the cop asked.
&nb
by *deZtornmind
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I'll start posting again regularly, just pulling myself off the ground right now.
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Viddy well, little brother, viddy well...
Liked 'Doin' Lines With The Devil', it was a bit more focused. The other stuff was more like a Looney Tunes gore fest. Kinda bounced all over the place and the only consistency I could find was the fact that at some point someone was going to bleed. I guess maybe the point to your stuff is that there isn't a point? Not trying to be dick here, it's a legitimate thought.
Do you practice other styles of writing?
Anyways it was at least interesting to read something different. I'm trying to expand my own skills so anything out of the ordinary is appreciated. If you get bored feel free to stomp through my writing stuff, I'd be interested in your opinions.
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To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
-Mary Oliver
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I'll definitely tell you my opinion of your work (prose).
Your goal is pretty interesting. I don’t quite agree with it, but at least you have direction and purpose with what you’re doing. Personally I see value in tradition and ethics, but I think it’s important to question them and understand them on more then face value. I try my best not to harm other people, not because other people say it’s wrong, but because I see nothing to gain from it. Everyone has different views though. Some people run around killing each other for fun, but it’s not like I’m going to sit them down to tea and cookies and talk them out of it.
I’ll have to flip through your Ranicla stories. I think I’ll like them better after I collect a bit more understanding.
Well, I’d like to warn you about the run on sentences and comma rape ahead of time.
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To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
-Mary Oliver
ॐ
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"Someone needs to invent a word that can more properly emphasize how exhausted I am."-Asmaranth's Wife
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