Monsters
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The sun sets solemnly, visibly indifferent through the trees upon the hill. Light is fractured by an abundance of leaves that sway in the breeze. It’s warm outside, and the day is old. Hours pass, comforting, mocking. Dust settles upon tired skin. Yawning, collapsing and daydreaming whilst everyone moves on regardless. Colours fading, thoughts succumbing. Read more
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Wrapping her pale skin invisibly, it carries with it the scent of dead romance. Shifting from one state to the next. Rock and sand, hidden wells and bones. Speeding past with no history to speak of, a landscape reeking of death and carrion. Spirits hiding in the shadows of heat and nudity. Killers picking off Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 