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01-30-2016, 05:34 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-01-2022, 01:04 AM by Fearless Community.
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The wind from the east was strumming the immaculate, crystal raindrops against the equally as delicate window panes, as the elevator ascended. The brilliant lamp shining down on the ruffled enigmas of the writer’s paper, the ding sounded approximately, bringing the writer to his full attention.
The ruffled footsteps of the character grew closer, along with the writer’s intrigue and panic. Darkness engulfed the room, the thunder striking regularly as the character surveyed, statue-like, in the shadow of the lamp post.
The writer stood, and in one swift movement, sat back down, as the crack of the thunder ended his life with a calm, calculated calamity of a bullet, secreted into his skull, plastering the history of the room eternally in a crimson horror.
The delicate window was no more, and all that remained was the crystal raindrops strumming his back, as he lay there, lifeless, the sins of the character sublimated into his victim. He was alone.
The wind from the east was strumming the immaculate, crystal raindrops against the equally as delicate window panes, as the elevator ascended. The brilliant lamp shining down on the ruffled enigmas of the writer’s paper, the ding sounded approximately, bringing the writer to his full attention.
The ruffled footsteps of the character grew closer, along with the writer’s intrigue and panic. Darkness engulfed the room, the thunder striking regularly as the character surveyed, statue-like, in the shadow of the lamp post.
The writer stood, and in one swift movement, sat back down, as the crack of the thunder ended his life with a calm, calculated calamity of a bullet, secreted into his skull, plastering the history of the room eternally in a crimson horror.
The delicate window was no more, and all that remained was the crystal raindrops strumming his back, as he lay there, lifeless, the sins of the character sublimated into his victim. He was alone.
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