Prompt Post - Part Five [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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Someone is absentmindedly singing one of these songs one day, and Superboy is just like "WHY ARE YOU SINGING ABOUT DEAD PEOPLE AND SMILING."
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Totally Seconding!
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i met a man who wasn't there
he wasn't there again today
oh how i wish he'd stay away
There's a saying, a warning, that the kids sing in the streets, sometimes. “Arkham, Arkham, dark and sweet/To keep the loonies off the street/They'll lock you in, and toss the key/That is, of course, unless you're me.” It's a simple ditty to skip to, but also a warning.
Because for every occupied cell in “dark and sweet” Arkham, three of “me” roam the night.
And you never can tell, exactly, what will set a “me” off.
hush little baby don't say a word
mama's gonna buy you a mocking bird
and if that mocking bird won't sing
mama's gonna rip off it's little wingThe first time he hears a nursery rhyme, it isn't what he thinks it is. Robin's playing mind games with the poor man, who's hiding and weeping and as fragile as trust. Robin tells the man about a magic spell, one that will make everything better ( ... )
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they say he lives among the dead
they say he sees you in your bed
and eats you while you're sleeping
hello, breathes his nightmare, and he greets it like the old friend it is. It crawls in through his eyes, and roots around in his head, scratching and kneading and digging until it has a nice little bloody nest, and it settles down and stays. Sometimes it leaves in the morning. Sometimes he can make it go away, though it laughs at him and promises see you soon i'll be waiting.But in the end, it doesn't really matter, because the furrows of it's claws scab over and get infected and ooze more fears and worries, and he'll never heal, not with the bells rolling-tolling and moaning-groaning in his head. Not while the raven calls and the shadows answer in a rhythmic give-and-take from his eyes to his ears, and round and back again ( ... )
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O_O
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The fact that I read this at midnight, the house is silent, the lights are off and I'm all alone in my room made this fill so much more frightening.
Then, my ten-year-old cousin started to scream and cry in the room next to mine (I assume she woke up from a nightmare) and scared the fudge out of me.
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The figurative language and imagery just cut like a knife! So creepy, so well-thought out, and so, so, so satisfying. THANK YOU ANON. I LOVE YOU. CAN I BEAR YOUR CHILDREN?!!! <333
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I'm glad people enjoyed this and thought it was creepy. Thanks for reading!
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