Azure Rainforest_Lord Farquaad Haircut_MIDNIGHT SHOWERS_The Circle
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Azure Rainforest
For an entire half-hour, Cynthia threw up what felt like her body weight in blood, and by some miracle, she did not die. Passing out would’ve been nice. Her throat and stomach burned like she had drunk raw acid. Still conscious after the vomiting, she stared at the pool of blood drowning the blue grass. Blue grass. The grass glowed with an azure hue. This couldn’t be Earth anymore, could it?“Can you stand?” a quiet voice asked.Her arms trembled as she held herself up. It wouldn’t be long until they gave, and she would then fall face-first into her blood. The body of an ant, see-through with a ...
Lord Farquaad Haircut
Samantha and Whitney are best friends. They’re both sixteen years old. They’ve been inseparable since freshman year of high school. They felt like they’ve met in a past life.On Sunday Samantha couldn’t stop staring at herself in the mirror. She’s always been happy with her appearance but something kept bothering her. Maybe it’s time to change up her style she thought. She went on Yelp and found a local hairstylist. She decided to make an appointment later that evening. Hopefully it wouldn’t take her long to finish."Here you go! This is a magazine I made. There are over six hundred hair styles...
MIDNIGHT SHOWERS
Another rainy, bleak afternoon in the city. Gray sky, gray clouds, and the constantwww.onedoor.cc rain give the air an almost gray-blue hue, like that of a faded memory or passing dream. Gregory had just left the cafe where he spent the last 30 minutes watching water droplets inch down the big, glass window in front of the coffee shop. Simultaneously tracking inpidual drops, seeing them race one another to the bottom of the glass while watching their trails of water for pictures, often faces: Gregory was the imaginative type, an idealistic child meeting a weathered, stubborn old man.Now he was walking, str...
The Circle
I only saw it out of the corner of my eye. When I picked it up, it looked like a photograph of a man and me. It was noticeably aged, slightly tinted yellow, and frayed on the edges. It looked like it had been lying on the sidewalk for years. I turned it over and noticed something written on the back. "Start at the beginning." Ok, this is a logically sound sentiment, but a few details would be helpful. I prefer names and dates. I turned the corner to go into the coffee shop where I usually have breakfast. At the counter was the man in the picture I just found.Curiosity got the better of me, so...