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Unknowable
Unknowable
The darkness pressed against my corneas, diffusing across the transparent boundary into the aqueous humour, as if it were a solid object forcing its way to my retinas, obscuring my vision. The distant creaks of the old house lent a menacing atmosphere to the blackness permeating the almost silent rooms, the almost footsteps complementing the almost-forms of the dark.
As the sleep fell away from me, the looming tenebrosity receded and the house took on a less perturbing aspect. The creaks were just creaks, the shadows in the corners of the room were just the places that the dim light from the power extension cable near the bed did
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2 Sentence Story
It was a dark and stormy night.
The Earth cradled itself in blankets of black clouds, awaiting its end.
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The Door-WIP
It’s a cloudy day, no rain or wind, just clouds. The air is hot and dry. The streets are empty, house after house and not a soul in sight. It makes sense, it’s the middle of the day, everyone’s either at school or work. It still creeps me out, as I kid I thought that if I didn’t see anyone for a while it meant I was the last person on earth. It was dumb, but I was kind of a paranoid kid. Finally, another car passes me, and my fear anxiety disappears. Lots of twists and turns down narrow suburban roads eventually leads me to my new house, looking at it though you’d assume it’s about to be demolis
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