Last Dance in the Spotlight_Noon and Midnight_The White Silhouette_Alice and Patricia
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Last Dance in the Spotlight
“Seth. Seth. Seth! Come on! Time to get up! Seth!” The Silver Coffin Sound guitarist was rudely awakened by a pounding on his door. “If you’re not up in the next two minutes, I’m leaving without you!”“Bloody hell, Dori! What are you going on about?” He rolled over and sat up.“Don’t tell me you forgot! You’ve got a contract signing in about two hours and you promised we’d go check out that new café for breakfast beforehand.”“Fuck! That’s all today? Damn! Give me five minutes!”“Ugh,” and Dori stomped away as he scrambled to get dressed and make himself look somewhat presentable. Throwing an outf...
Noon and Midnight
very unfinished, trash writing as usual, doesn't really fit the prompt because it was originally written for a different one. go read 'first impressions' instead, please, it's at least slightly better and maybe (as the kids nowadays say) a little bit funny. anyways, enjoy. xxxThere’s something exhilarating about the dark. I’m not supposed to like it. I know. But I can’t help it. Some of my friends do things like stay up until nine, or wake before sunset, or be seen on their roof wearing bright yellow at noon. (That was only Harry, though. He’s the only one stupid enough to do that.) Their pa...
The White Silhouette
The candles were lit everywhere but the shed. So it was here, the one room without a constant lantern, that the White Silhouette preferred to spend his time. There were, of course, other silhouettes in the house, but not one of them could bear a resemblance to the White. For just as there is dark in every light, there is light in every dark. The White Silhouette was proof of this anomaly. A new family had come to settle in the countryside home and the Silhouette’s place of residence: a notable one known as the Fittsburgs. As per the usual, the White Silhouette anticipated this, and even welcom...
Alice and Patricia
Mum opens the door and clicks the light on, but the bulb doesn’t look like the ones at home. At home the lights are bright and white, except the night-light, which is warm and shaped liwww.onedoor.ccke a bunny. This light is orange, and makes everything in the room look like it’s been covered in orange pop. If anything the shadows are stronger than they were before the light was on, stark dark contrasts to the sickly orange.“Here we are,” Mum says. “You get the whole room to yourself this time. A whole double bed! What do you think of that, Alice?” Mum is grinning, but Alice shoves her sleeve further into h...