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The Evening is for Us
Live music from a grand piano could be lightly heard from the lounge not far from their table. The walls were draped in velvet black curtains, the backroom’s dim lights danced and shimmered off its reflective surfaces around the room and the candle-lit table was a halfmoon with booth seats wrapped in a soft, dark burgundy suede-like material. A hint of fresh cigarettes and seared sirloin and shrimp permeated the air. Date night had finally become a reality and they had been looking forward to it for some time.
By Tony Stone12 months ago in Filthy
Shadows of Desire . Content Warning. AI-Generated.
In the heart of a city where secrets hung like fog over the cobblestone streets, a woman named Elara walked alone, her black coat billowing in the wind. The evening sky, tinged with shades of purple and red, painted an ominous backdrop to her lonely journey. Elara had always felt like an outsider, a woman haunted by the past that never seemed to leave her—an affair gone wrong, a love that left her heart broken and fractured. She had promised herself she would never let anyone close enough to cause her pain again, yet tonight, something was different.
By Sam Dorris12 months ago in Filthy
You're late. . Content Warning.
I sighed deeply as I approached the door. I glanced down at my phone before reaching for the handle. 2:39. Damnit. First day of class, and I'm already almost 10 minutes late. Hopefully I can sneak in the back without the professor noticing. I unlocked my phone to take one last peek at my schedule. "Professor Cameron." Didn't seem like the name of a hard-ass if they did happen to notice me slipping into the last row. Shouldn't be too much trouble.
By Alex Manegarden12 months ago in Filthy
Behind Closed Doors. Content Warning.
What a great start to the day. I thought as I set down another box. I’ve only been awake for an hour, and already, I’ve been set up to babysit, dog-sit, and have moved two car loads of furniture. I wasn’t in a great mood, and figured nothing would be able to make this day better.
By Alex Manegarden12 months ago in Filthy




