@loraitslikelaura The End. Sitting in this uneventful room, the plain four walls closing in on me. Cards. Chocolates. Flowers. For what. 55 words
@thisisnotadream The Boys Are Too Refined They are young, refined gentlemen. They are the stealers of dreams, and the creatures of nightmares. They are only ever seen at night, and rumours are told of the sunlight burning their skin.. 33 words
@woodbrough Devil On My Shoulder: Steve There's a devil on my shoulder named Steve, he's been sitting there, light as the fluffiest feather since I was 5 years old. 91 words
@Anchuvi Skull The stress seemed to have gathered at the front of his skull. It felt like his head was being crushed between two solid slabs of stone, the rough surfaces grating against his damp skin. 82 words
@ElizabethmusicTV Posessed One grey, ugly, dark morning, a girl named Nicole strolled over to a graveyard to place flowers on her grandma's grave as it was her birthday. 91 words
@soulofaman Stephen King All is forgotten in the stone halls of the dead. These are the rooms of ruin where the spiders spin and the great circuits fall quiet; one by one.. ~Stephen King -The Dark Tower. 34 words
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