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1 Can you hear the music? It filters through the channels of pain and flesh. How delightful that combination is. Feel it, Heather, and b..

1 Why worry about death when you have no control over it? Heather wretched away from the chain and in the dim glow radiating fro..

1 Before her the stretch of hallway rippled, churned with a growl and bleed like watercolors. She slowed in her footsteps, her fingers c..

1 Beneath coursing radiance steel glowed. Its serrated fangs sank ravenously into curvy matter, split blue channels that pumped scarlet ..

1 Beyond a lone glass pane shadows slashed in two by an intermittent canary vein of lightning. Drayton Falls needed a guardian to preserve..

1 In the distance a pulsing light snared Heather's observation. It drew her toward a building whose height was concealed by thick patche..

1 Eternal sleep...a treasure or a pardon of sanity. One has challenged the concept as just that: sleep, but there is no doubt fear seize..

A slip of the tongue brought forth truth Exposing your carousel of lies With a bouquet of carnations in hand That you intended for an..

1 Nestled in a corner a desk stood. She caressed its top drawer handle, pulled it open and held her breath. Inside a shiny object gleamed..