Flickers and Shadows_Midnight Chaotic_A Dream Becomes A Nightmare_A Change is as Good as a Rest
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Flickers and Shadows
Adrenaline coursed through her veins as each thigh thrust forward through the smoldered grass, that had become grey through the merciless darkness of Ferlik's flames.she quickened her pace as the sweltering bullets from her forehead rushed onto her face. she took a quick, desperate look over her shoulder as she rushed to the edge of the forest. her eyes shimmered in fear.the flickers were coming closer. they stalked behind her; their voices hammering in her ears.she tripped over the knots of twisted skirts. the ground echoed through her frail body as she, desperately, tried to pick herself up....
Midnight Chaotic
It was a quiet, eerie night that left most unnerved by its silence. No cars were driving around, no people walking about, even the neighbors in the apartment next door were quiet and not fighting. It was a definite weird sensation to be held, making one wonder what was so different about that night than any other night?Standing quietly, peering out into the darkness of the world was one Phayre Lark. Her long dark hair hung down her back, unkempt from her restless night's sleep. A thin silk robe wrapped around her body, hiding the t-shirt and shorts that she wore to sleep within. Her bare feet ...
A Dream Becomes A Nightmare
Lila was startled from sleep by a dream. In it she saw a man grab a women off the street and into the foyer of a building. It was very dark so she could not see his face, only an arm clad in a dark colored shirt with a gold cuff link in the sleeve and a large, hairy hand reaching from the pitch black of the doorway and pulling the woman into the darkness. She had watched the woman coming down the street in light from the streetlamps. She looked to be in her twenties with long copper colored hair and wearing a white blouse under a forest green suit. Her dream switched to a view of what must hav...
A Change is as Good as a Rest
I’m not the kind of person to book a holiday on a whim but sometimes, needs must. It had been a crappy few months and I don’t particularly want to dwell on it, but let’s just say that my flat is now being rented by someone else, my boyfriend is now fucking someone else and my faithful doggo is now being walked by someone else. In the spacewww.onedoor.cc of eight short weeks I’ve been forced to come to terms with my own temporality and it’s a bitch. So like I said, needs must. It was actually my mum who found this bargain holiday and presented me with the idea of ‘escaping’ for a few weeks. She was the one w...