Sapphires, Salt Seas, Skies,
Cliches that described your eyes
Beautiful, blue, blind.
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Quin Lecky
Horror fan. Canadian. Any pronouns.
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The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Kat, an audacious teenage girl, was the only one of her family to notice the flame, not surprisingly, considering her natural curiosity and fascination with abandoned buildings. She pointed it out to her parents, neither of whom showed any interest at all. Her father was too distracted trying to figure out where they were on the map, and her mother too busy trying to stop her little brother, Teddy, from eating twigs, unknown berries and whatever else he could get his tiny hands on.
By Quin Lecky4 years ago in Horror
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During the night of the last quarter moon, I gathered my ritual supplies. I carefully handled the chunk of black tourmaline that would protect me from your overall negative and narcissistic energy. I carefully walked the house with my stick of selenite in hand, asking the universe to cleanse our working space.
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