( A birthday picture for Blackwell )

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I'm a good little minion! Honest! This is a story for thenowhere, as a part of this meme.
James and Sarah were lying on the forest floor, in the early hours of the morning. It was a full moon, no less. How very dramatic ( Read more... )

Blood was pooling around the body; and starting to coagulate. Flies were already starting to congregate. It was time to get the hell out of there.

[Then something else. But I'm not sure what. Perhaps something else will happen first.]

I'm sitting here, looking at the screen. Pondering what I might write next.

The words don't appear by themselves; they are only there because I put them there.

Or over here.

Except for the words I take away again. Those words are gone, now. Someone reading this will be oblivious to their existence.

Sometimes The words that are missing ( Read more... )

His cellphone rang until he finished fumbling through his pockets. It was the chief. That's never a good sign. The chief began ( Read more... )

She walked in the door, and kicked off her boots. Rats skittered off into the darker corners of the room ( Read more... )