Etiqueta: Drawlloween
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Bleeding crown
Deep inside the hallway, in a cell carved from the wall, a man suffered hunger. The place had dim light and it wasn’t impossible to pass by without noticing. And only those with an audience would roll by that hallway. That’s when, sometimes, you might notice his eyes looking at you and his protruding bones…
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This place is dead anyway
Soft, smooth, and lullaby like, vibrated her voice in the bar. Gretchen kept on singing to Kore’s sax and Will’s piano. This was a one night jig to replace the Sly painted bistro’s singer: Naomi. Of course, the place was almost crowded with the ennui of cemeteries. Gretchen was struggling to meet ends this month.…
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Dungeon&tonic
And so, some archimage got drunk and confused his drink, with one of those things worthy of inhabiting the dungeon dimension. The big glass of gin and tonic got eyed by multiple eyes in a body, eyes shared by bodies and smelled by bodies without eyes. You know. The dungeon dimension is generally filled by…
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The price is fright
Shuffle, shuffle and take one card away. I am the insider, and the word: «fright». Roger is to my right, Leslie to my left and the twins Katy-Kenneth in front. Katy is the master. She swallows. She has seen the card too. It didn’t had numbers or words as usual. It had a tiny character…
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The skelephone
Madame Trudeau insisted. Everything in the room had to be as pristine as a dew drop. The windows had to be so transparent birds might crash against them. What for if the sessions were at night and with all the drapes on? Not that I knew what those sessions were for. I wear the black…
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Don’t touch it. It is mine
It was bright,It smelled like pine.It was fine till dawn didn’t come back. You won’t know,Cause you’re deaf.You can’t know,Cause you close your eyes. Mine got to.By lies.Political affairs.A short speech and bye. Left to survive,Left to kill a little of me.A day, an hour, a life. For sure those in wealth.No passport, no crime.I’m…
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Scary tales
Winter is here! Yep, winter. Do you have any idea what is life like for me in summer? I spend days tugged inside a metal cabin; sweating a lot in an over 40°C place, suffocating of humidity. Isn’t it the right weather to pass away? And I don’t. Today too, I better get myself in…
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A brunch with a banshee
This is uncomfortable. I’m the only one eating. She is staring at my rare steak with what I’ll call hunger. She spent all day in the office, quiet as a mouse and now we’re here in a three stars restaurant (only crazy people pay for the air they’re served), and she won’t eat. My date with this…
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Performance review with a vampire
Underweight… For the sixth time I’m underweighted! Again! What can be sadder than an opportunity wiggling in front of you and you being unable to take it? My favourite Korean vampire band will be in town. Of course, they need Nourishment volunteer staff for the time they’ll be around. V and D and N are…
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Shave and scare a cut
Nothing out of routine. Surgery and… All right. This isn’t a tale or a plot. To tell you the truth, I gave up on this one. The title says nothing to me and, unlike the many others I have voogled and extracted at least an idea to work around with; the browsing was void. And…