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Good bye beautifull dayTimes withering away leaving nothing to say and too lie to her sending her awayGood bye beautifull day
A sacrifice
For the greater good a small penance to pay
good bye my beautiful
I am sorry I cannot stay
I am a man of science
I am devout
The belief in my power fates that speak to me for me
casting the truth
That is
I cannot die.
by ~the-morbid-gnat
Fairytale-Prologue-WIPOnce upon a time there was a princess born with the most beautiful milky white eyes. Many a tear was shed over the blindness of the daughter of the golden city; and the king and queen were fretful over her condition, for it was preached by the hooded followers of the old texts that a child born with pearls for eyes would bring sadness and curse the community she hailed from. So in their desperation the king and queen decided something must be done. They loved their daughter very much and could not let the hooded men cull her young soul, but they also had a duty to people of Cloud-Born, to the shimmering city.Fairytale-Prologue-WIP
And so it was decid
by ~the-morbid-gnat
Dragon“You can’t hide forever Mr. Jacobs…”Dragon
Dragon disagreed. He could easily hide forever, he had the means, and the will, and by gods he had reason enough too. He’d done it before. It was no skin off his back. But the girl…She was right about one thing, and it was that one thing that forced him off the bar stool and into the wind and rain on that bleak Saturday night. Digging into his pockets, he searched for his last, faithful cigarette, and, sitting alone in an abandoned bus shelter, watching the drowning crowds go by, her words slowly drifted back to him, replaying in a haze.
“You can
by ~the-morbid-gnat
Contest entry“You shouldn’t be so fussy.”Contest entry
“What?”
“I said you shouldn’t be so fussy.”
“Why?”
“Because, I’ve been watching you and you’ve been scrubbing your hands like bloody lady m, all goddamn morning. It’s pathetic! What are you trying to do Tabatha? Hmm? If you scrub enough, clean enough, lie enough, the memory and the truth of what happened, what you did, will disappear down the drain in a bath of red? Is that it? ... ANSWER ME!”
“I...don’t know...”
“No, you wouldn’t wou
by ~the-morbid-gnat
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