ThatOne_Girl
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I write anything from microfiction to novelettes, and they can be from songs, dreams, or poems. Fond of lyric poetry, fiction, recording memories, leaving my footprint in the dust of the writing world.
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Lily
Lily looked out the window and sighed, dropping her embroidery. There was nothing truly interesting to do within the walls of her father’s castle. She glanced back at the door, and in a moment of unrestrained rage, she suddenly flung the sampler out the window. It spun out over the trees that crawled right up to the foot of her tower, and disappeared into the dark foliage. She wanted so badly to do the same.
By ThatOne_Girl2 years ago in Fiction
Hush
I was flung back against the wall and the door slammed behind me. I was conscious of a rising dread, one that only increased as I looked around. The room was creepily neat and tidy, but it was not clean. Dark stains, brownish, spattered the cement walls and stone floor. The bed against the wall looked clean enough, and it was surprisingly large and soft. For a room that looked singularly like a cell, the bed was out of place.
By ThatOne_Girl2 years ago in Fiction
Nightmare
I wander into the massive, eighteen-floor mall, and look up. I can see all the way up to the ceiling of the building, through the empty core around which the walkways of each level turn. The skylight is pale grey with dust, and casts a white glow down through the tiers to the ground floor, where there are hundreds of people milling around. I stand alone, my hands buried in my pockets, a ring of space around me. I am the eye of an empty storm. I walk slowly down the length of the mall, the dark sea of people parting around me. I look up again. As the floors go higher, fewer and fewer people are leaning over the walkway railings to look down at this seething tide of humanity. I look around, my face blank and empty as I search for an elevator. The clean walls and slick tile floor look like any other mall, with bright gold storefronts, clothes in the windows, little arrangements of flowers and chocolates, and the occasional vending stand looming dimly above the heads of the crowd.
By ThatOne_Girl2 years ago in Fiction
