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LJI Week 11 Part 2: ♪ If the Creek Don't Rise, Then Our Sorrows Will ♪
Jan 20, 2020 21:57
A curse blights the land, to the north of our homes (
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static_abyss
January 26 2020, 06:06:29 UTC
I love a good rhyming poem. You did excellent here, and I really enjoyed this take on the prompt.
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karmasoup
January 26 2020, 08:43:09 UTC
Oh, what a penny dreadfully bleak world! The rhythm here is great.
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halfshellvenus
January 26 2020, 22:07:13 UTC
You know what they say, "Vampires, schmampires." No wait, no they don't. :O
I liked this quite a lot, especially the refrain and the unfolding of the story as people are sharpening their spears and preparing to fight.
The preacher left town, he left us to die.
Damn! But also, awesome as a story point!
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I liked this quite a lot, especially the refrain and the unfolding of the story as people are sharpening their spears and preparing to fight.
The preacher left town, he left us to die.
Damn! But also, awesome as a story point!
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