I peek out and the Sun batters me from all around, and I go back in. The Hole is cluttered and some flies have infiltrated through a window I once held open only for a few minutes.
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I peek out and the Sun batters me from all around, and I go back in. The Hole is cluttered and some flies have infiltrated through a window I once held open only for a few minutes.
Richard knew he would need help to navigate the journey to the deepest chambers of his heart. And it had been a while since his last visit to the pawn shop.
They came through a wormhole, small metal ships appearing from a hole in the sky. It was unimaginable, to have grasped the fabric of the universe and torn it apart.
On his way from work one day, Rafael thought he saw on the side of the tracks a man prostrate, his head dug in the ground.
It hadn’t always been like this. In fact, it was mere days since this forest was a place of whimsy for her. She had wandered around, creating fantasies of a lover who would whisk her away and give her a happy ending...