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Belly Of The Beast

Continuation of Forgotten, My Love. A dirty bed with an old pipe frame. A typewriter. A note from a mother to her daughter. The wood planks creak beneath her feet, the windows breathe through the shattered glass. The air inside is old and damp. A sound can be heard coming from somewhere inside the cabin, if […]

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Forgotten, My Love

The breeze feels cool in the night air from the storm that had just passed. The wood alive with the rustling of leaves against the midnight sky, and the glistening of rain soaked grass dancing in the moonlight. The soft mud pushes to the side of Jill’s feet with each step, making wet sounds beneath […]

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Caged

July 24, 1998. The air is thick and heavy, the kind of claustrophobic air that makes your face hot and sweat just by breathing. The estate still by the quiet of the warm summer night, with the exception of the occasional roll of thunder outside the magestic windows draped in clamorous moonlight and dampened darkness. […]

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