Genres: sci-fi, horror, fantasy
Wordcount: 788
Summary: They have hidden there for so long that for the most part, they have forgotten that there ever was a sky.
Notes: Written for the week #69 prompt at
themusecafe, the city.
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These halls were dead. )
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Something I learned recently: I love the act of getting lost but as soon as I start thinking about finding my way back (or, I guess, as soon as I start putting value on the places I've left behind and coming up with compelling reasons to return to them) I start to become actually and truly terrified! Discovering a new space changes you, sometimes a little and sometimes a lot, and there really isn't any way to go back from that.
This story pretty much sums up those feelings for me. Therefore it is THE MOST HORRIFIC THING right now. And I love it so much. :|
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I've only been really, truly lost twice in my life, and both of those times were late at night in bad weather when I was tired and just wanted to be home already, so I don't have any good experiences with getting lost. I like the idea! I just have a really good sense of direction. Maybe I should try harder. ._.
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I only request that you make sure to have ample supplies which will ensure your survival, slkfjskf.
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