Stories tagged “he”
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Rescued by turquoise eyes
the door slams open, her eyes bloodshot with crystals that keep making rivers across her face. She cant hear the sounds.. she doesnt want to, maybe feeling pain is better than feeling nothing at all… He barges throught the door, she doesnt even l...
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Creation and destruction
His eyes were crossed. The cold cylindrical corridor stared at His face. Air pooled around Him and cooled the sweat which seemed like a constant reminder of His life these days- something cold, putrid- something that is produced to help, but is only a ...
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In An Alley
Blonde hair turned black with shadow and rain. It fell into his eyes as he watched her. She stood on the sidewalk. The only light was a street lamp that sent shadows dancing on the ground. Her long ebony hair plastered to her body, clothes clinging to ...
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Witchy
The miserable old bound crone. Her eyes are great evil coruscating rubies. He, She, and It, her trio of incompetent, disparate, yet well-meaning abductors argue. Chanted through the crone’s clenched gag are discordant, guttural, and painful syl...
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Some Questions Are Better Left Unanswered.
He followed her into the cornfield, his legs moving seemingly of their own volition. She looked over her shoulder only once, not to check if he was still there, but to lure him on. Her black eyes branding him. When they reached the exact center of the ...