Cassidy Moon
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Hello, and thank you for visiting my page. I know it isn't much, but I appreciate any reads I get. Writing is simply an emotional outlet when I build up the courage to commit to something productive. If you enjoy my work, feel free to tip!
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I Hate You. Content Warning.
Dear Me, I hate you. I know that sounds harsh, but at least hear me out. You're nothing but an inconsistent trainwreck. Every week you have a new interest that never does anything for you. It's just another waste of time until you hate it and decide to pick something else up. Then again, I suppose you're consistent about that. Right?
By Cassidy Moonabout a year ago in Psyche
Nightmare Canvas: Blue
Her eyes stung with every step as she braced herself against the mountain's biting winds. As she walked, her feet sunk deeper and deeper into the snow until she was waist deep and could no longer move her legs normally. Her teeth chattered and she hugged herself tightly as she stared out at the smoke in the distance.
By Cassidy Moon4 years ago in Fiction
Nightmare Canvas: Green
Everything felt different to her. The room she woke up in today wasn't the same as the one she fell asleep in last night. Everything from the curtains to the carpet was devoid of their original colors and was now pure white. The LEDs that lined the top and bottom of the walls appeared brighter than they actually were and flashed red each time she attempted to open the door. She only made three attempts, but it was on that third attempt that the knob morphed into a blade and left a deep cut on her palm.
By Cassidy Moon4 years ago in Fiction
Pressed Flowers
Normal people had their diaries, I had a book of pressed flowers. In it were years of memories, both good and bad, accompanied by a flower. Each time I opened the book to add a new entry, I'd always read over the previous ones just to remember the feelings I had before the current day, to see my own personal growth.
By Cassidy Moon4 years ago in Fiction
Ritual
She stood with her hands folded in front of her, watching as the sun set behind the barn. As the sun descended below the horizon, it left a reddish orange glow that looked like fire. The clouds drifted towards the east, fleeing the sunset as smoke would an actual fire. It was a sight to see, but it was short-lived as the moon rose in the sun’s place.
By Cassidy Moon5 years ago in Horror
Coppélia
She stood in the doorway, watching in silence as the instructor went over the choreography for the troupe’s upcoming ballet. It was a love story about king falling for a commoner that resembled his late wife. She’s only seen it once before, but that was enough for her to dream of being the lead.
By Cassidy Moon5 years ago in Fiction
Consequences of War
It has been four years since the war began. Everything started when the military used nuclear weapons to eliminate those who stood against the reigning queen’s rule. Smaller cities were the first to be destroyed and had higher casualties. Citizens in the larger cities evacuated beforehand. The beautiful skyscrapers and shopping centers that were former symbols of prosperity were now hollow shells of what they once were. The post-evacuation bombings destroyed some buildings while the resulting blasts shattered the windows in others. Most of the surviving architecture fell victim to the elements and disintegrated.
By Cassidy Moon5 years ago in Fiction
