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THIS IS THURSDAY
Dear Diary (-LOL-)
Attention please: This is my historically first attempt to make an actual journal entry. Yes, a real journal entry! I have started optimistically with downloading a bunch of new icons - now let´s see how much it will suck, shall we?
Firstly and foremostly, I would like to let everyone know that no matter how little personal stuff I ( Read more... ) -
So what....?
Hey all ( Read more... ) -
INFO ON CLOSING
AS THIS WAS MOSTLY A WRITING JOURNAL, AND I DO NOT INTEND TO WRITE ANYMORE, THIS JOURNAL IS NOW
CLOSED
IT WILL NOT BE DELETED SO THAT I CAN READ MY FRIENDS AND COMMUNITIES, AND IN CASE I EVER RECONSIDER.
THANKS FOR VISITING. -
TO START FROM SCRATCH
TO START FROM SCRATCH
Silence. The oppressing, heavy kind of silence that bears the darkest foreboding. The silence before the storm.
The leaves of the ancient trees, reaching so high that their branches entirely cover the sky, thus wrapping all life underneath into eternal darkness, are soundlessly moving in a light breeze. It is neither chilling ( Read more... ) -
HUSTLER
HUSTLER
7.45A smallish woman in her mid-thirties stumbles into the kitchen. Her lean body is wrapped in a green satin bath robe that has seen better days. She is holding a tea mug in one hand, pressing a wet towel against her forehead with the other. For a little while, she stops and leans on the sink as if all the burdens of the world lay heavy ( Read more... ) -
CUE
CUE
Into the twisted wrinkles of the city after midnight
An exhausted Muse trampled by heavy boots dives
Surrounded by foggy angst rising from her cigarette
A friend and passion easily hid in one hand or pocket
Jewels of her eyes unnoticed or easily dismissed
Uncompromising dirt staining them (and her soul)
She sings in a silent voice ( Read more... ) -
GUNS
This is the 4th week challenge for Brigitsflame! Glad I got into the last week!
This week´s prompt was:
GUNS
Bloody routine. Each day exactly the same like the one before. I was beginning to feel like a damn bank accountant or a shopkeeper. On the other hand, it´s got to be a better job than mine searching or, God forbid, watching nobody´s zone. ( Read more... ) -
ACCIDENTALLY PERFECT
This was written for the 3rd November challenge in the Brigits Flame community. The prompt was:
ACCIDENTALLY PERFECT
At two in the morning, lights were still up in the big hall in Chasewell mansion. A mixed company had gathered around the round table - a group of about ten men and women of ages fifteen to sixty. Most of them were showing clear ( Read more... ) -
KEY
Second week for November Brigitsflame contest. The topic was:
KEY
Sally lived behind a wall. The wall was so high that it seemed to be touching the edge of clouds, not allowing her to even dream of ever climbing over it.
Her family owned a large manor with many rooms, however, when not playing out in the garden, Sally usually remained safely ( Read more... ) -
CHINA
A PET SHOP OF HORROR FANFICTION
ALSO AN ENTRY FOR BRIGIT´S FLAME,
TOPIC IS:
CHINA
notes: Jian bird is a creature from Chinese mythology. The characters of Leon and D belong to Matsuri Akino. Everything else is mine. XD
A smoke-filled alley in Chinatown harbors Count D's Pet Shop. Nobody can tell exactly how long it has been standing there - some ( Read more... )