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1 If you're reading this I'm already dead. The conversation I never had about a place I never saw. I put the roses on the bar and ordered the bartender's favorite drink to make. I had been waiting for the only thing I asked
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1 If you're reading this I'm already dead. The conversation I never had about a place I never saw. I put the roses on the bar and ordered the bartender's favorite drink to make. I had been waiting for the only thing I asked
He sat down to write and lit a cigarette. The man stepped into the room from a dark corner in the room. " still looking?" Said the man smiling " I want a deal." He replied without looking up from the page. Then he continued streching his arm
The game show host started to introduce the game of the night. The man on the screen didn't know yet but the people in the street he talked to were being brought inside the studio as audience members. The well-dressed animated host made a joke and the signs
In a white room of marble, she made music with the wishes from the fountain. A jukebox in the corner took in the coins that the people from the restaurant picked from the fountain. The wish made with that coin came up in between the buttons of the jukebox as
The tree stood in the middle of the field. The light went through the leaves drawing their shape on the ground. She sat there reading in between a dream and a memory. The house was far away and the sky was blue, the sound of the cicadas filled the air
A homeless man moved a box and sat on it. " Right your wrongs, the wolves are coming," said the man lighting a cigarette. He walked through the street and heard the man say the words but paid no attention. " you'll see the yellow eyes in
She watched the top of the hill from the dock. There was a figure that walked up to the edge and waited. The figure would wait until it was dark until the lighthouse turned on. Then she would leave walking slowly away from the edge. One day a ship arrived,
A monarch butterfly stopped at the window. It moved its wings slowly up and down and left again. He moved the brush over the window and painted another one. The texture of the butterfly was not quite the real one and as it flew, it changed the texture of the
The shadow opened a zipper in the middle of its chest. With one hand in dark mud, he pulled a ball still beating and placed it on the table. It picked up a couple of books to make sure the markings were right and started lighting candles in the corner
' show me the future' she said holding the crystal ball in her hands. She paused to use the vape to give more ambiance, as she expected nothing happened. "Did I ruin it by not believing it would happen hard enough?" The crystal ball lay over a
He grabbed a star on the slingshot and pointed to a sun close by. Pulling back as far as he could, he remembered he needed to put on his glasses and awkwardly put them on without letting go. Three, two, one. He said and let go. The star crashed against
A bit anxious because the next destination seemed to not be right on the map. He started to get agitated as he drove around. With the tools and practice, he managed to even out and keep driving but it was getting dark. He paused and smiled for a second, "
A door creaked open as he walked. The old house with worn-out wooden floors made sounds all night but this door was always closed. He held a candle as he moved but somehow there was a light coming from this room. The room was part of the last addition as
Frustrated in the car, she looked out the window as it started to rain. She just wanted something to do while she was in transit, the road was dark and there wasn't much for her to see either. She focused on a drop of water moving across the
A lightning bolt struck the ground and from it, the creature emerged. Hands first, with limbs and joints cracking and the rustling of chains as it came out. The worst of the noise came from its many mouths. Everywhere around its body, no eyes or nose just mouths. The creature
The sea saw her one night, as he moved and played with the sand on the shore. He saw her reflection in the water. Swimming back to the light beaming through to the deepest and darkest corner. Watching the light, he wondered if he could touch it, but every time
She didn't notice but she just lifted off the ground. Her curls floated in the air as she held her arms open in front of the book. The bells from the church were hitting twelve. In the sixth hit, the lights of the apartment went out. The book
He finished the circle, a mixture of Enochian and runes inside a seal of Solomon. Starting the incantation he asked, for one thing, he asked for her. The perfect match, a soulmate. As he spoke the words, a woman from a past era started to materialize inside the circle. The
" Welcome, you are almost at the gates of heaven. Now all you have to do is go to this spot and someone will come to get you" said the man " oh cool alright, wait fuck am I dead?" He asked " yeap, someone will explain when
She held her guitar hunched over it, to practice she thought, but it had been a while and way too many distractions. Finally, she started playing a chord but there was no music. She looked around in the room and it didn't make sense as the bird right
She stood at the bridge looking down at the reflection of the stars on the pond at the park. The water was still until a leaf from a tree nearby landed on it and made ripples. As the ripples touched the stars they started to float above the water. The
She grabbed a handful of dirt, and in the middle placed a pinch of sand from the beach. Then, placed the handful of dirt into a drawer used as a planting bed. After three nights of moonlight and morning dew, a shell started to emerge and grow from the drawer.
The lake reflected the colours of the sunset as he sat at the dock. With a lazy gesture of the hand, he started to blur a cloud that was very clearly defined in the sky. Taking a sip of the beer with his other hand, he kept smearing the cloud