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Link Loftin
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The burning taste of liquor is sore against my tongue.
But it's the only "Welcome home" I get, since you left.
But it's the only "Welcome home" I get, since you left.
The Two-Sentence Story
- Thread starter fatalrendezvous
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- Fantasy (High and Low), Sci-Fi, Modern Fantasy, Modern Realistic, Apocalypse, Drama, Romance... I have lots of interests!
We stood in a deadlock, guns drawn - locked, loaded, ready to be fired.
"You know, in Mexico, they just call this a standoff."
"You know, in Mexico, they just call this a standoff."
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norePly
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While she looked on to the distance of tne burning city, her eyes teared up.
Her boyfriend checked his Tweets on his phone, boredly.
Her boyfriend checked his Tweets on his phone, boredly.
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Kehvarl
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Cheryl's mind turned like the vanes of a wind-powered turbine, chopping her sparrow-like thoughts into bloody pieces that fell onto a growing pile of forgotten memories.
Cheryl was a very forgetful sort of sparrow.
Credit for opening sentence goes to Sue Fondrie, a Bulwer-Lytton Prize winner
Cheryl was a very forgetful sort of sparrow.
Credit for opening sentence goes to Sue Fondrie, a Bulwer-Lytton Prize winner
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WarriorsofWinter
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The piercing light faded before he could even squeeze his eyes open completely, ending so quickly that the small body wasn't even sure it had been there in the first place. The world he had been in for less than a minute suddenly dropped like a stone as his throat clamped shut on itself and the breath he was expected to take never passed stone cold lips.
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norePly
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One time, Thoedore Roosevelt punched me in the face when I was about your age, boy.
It was awesome.
It was awesome.
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BadonKaDank
Guest
Standing on the edge, looking down upon the screaming, writhing masses below, she knew this was it.
This was what it meant to be alive.
This was what it meant to be alive.
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Asinis
Guest
I realized, too late, as the last clod of earth was laid upon my dead father that I'd lost my chance.
The bastard had never returned my nose, stolen from me in my childhood, now lost forever in his cold dead grasp.
The bastard had never returned my nose, stolen from me in my childhood, now lost forever in his cold dead grasp.
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Navras
Guest
Though I know I should be wary, still I venture someplace scary. Ghostly haunting I turn loose; Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse!
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Shamrock
Guest
There once was an ugly barnacle.
He was so ugly that everyone died.
The End!
He was so ugly that everyone died.
The End!
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anonymph
Guest
"You should invite me in," the creepy, pale woman squatting on the tree branch outside of her bedroom window says.
She thinks on this for a bit, says "Hell no," and slams her window shut.
She thinks on this for a bit, says "Hell no," and slams her window shut.
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Navras
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Shamrock
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As he was walking across his old home at the end of the lane, he heard a scream.
He looked around the hallways but then he realized: It was just his mom.
He looked around the hallways but then he realized: It was just his mom.
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Shamrock
Guest
He was pushed in to his nightmare, pushed towards the floor, and shoved towards the woman in front of them.
As he fought his captors, he was pushed towards the woman and as he saw the gaze of the woman of his nightmare, he realized where he was:
The Library.
As he fought his captors, he was pushed towards the woman and as he saw the gaze of the woman of his nightmare, he realized where he was:
The Library.
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Navras
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Gateman
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My friend asked me if I'd ever been in bed with a screamer. I told him they all scream when you surprise them...
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- One post per week
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- Female
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- Genres
- I'm open to a lot of things, but my comfort zone usually involves medieval and modern settings, with varying degrees of realism and fantasy. I like to explore mature themes, not for the sake of sex, but just because I like it when a character has to actually stop and weigh their options.
Each sleep brings forth a nightmare, each nightmare fictional yet featuring familiar faces, each antagonist bearing a past trauma I long to rid from myself. People tell me I should learn to forgive, but I know not how to even forget.
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Navras
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Asinis
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In Bali, entire pieces of sidewalk are missing, car-sized lumps of concrete just gone, so you have to be aware of 5ft drops into holes filled with brown filthy water, tampons and glass.
In Bali (before someone took the wrong kind and spoiled it all for everyone) magic mushrooms were legal, some of the streets were poorly lit and the trees were way more interesting than the ground and, well....
In Bali (before someone took the wrong kind and spoiled it all for everyone) magic mushrooms were legal, some of the streets were poorly lit and the trees were way more interesting than the ground and, well....