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[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
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| Have you ever explored ancient ruins with your future wife?
My girlfriend wanted to see the old Mayan cities.
I took her there, with no prior experience.
I didn't think we needed a guide.
I didn't think we needed supplies.
^I ^didn't ^think ^at ^all.
^She ^was ^so ^happy.
^Until ^that ^moment.
^^She ^^fell.
^^^No. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | Have you ever explored ancient ruins with your future wife?
My girlfriend wanted to see the old Mayan cities.
I took her there, with no prior experience.
I didn't think we needed a guide.
I didn't think we needed supplies.
^I ^didn't ^think ^at ^all.
^She ^was ^so ^happy.
^Until ^that ^moment.
^^She ^^fell.
^^^No. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | Have you ever explored ancient ruins with your future wife?
My girlfriend wanted to see the old Mayan cities.
I took her there, with no prior experience.
I didn't think we needed a guide.
I didn't think we needed supplies.
^I ^didn't ^think ^at ^all.
^She ^was ^so ^happy.
^Until ^that ^moment.
^^She ^^fell.
^^^No. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I'm not sure how I can only use ten words.
Seriously, what can I start to write with that?
"Once upon a time in a faraway land..."
Nah, that just sounds way too cliché.
"Here I sit, all broken-hearted..."
Nah, that ain't right either.
Almost out of words?!
We started already?!
No redos?!
Fuck.
| Have you ever explored ancient ruins with your future wife?
My girlfriend wanted to see the old Mayan cities.
I took her there, with no prior experience.
I didn't think we needed a guide.
I didn't think we needed supplies.
^I ^didn't ^think ^at ^all.
^She ^was ^so ^happy.
^Until ^that ^moment.
^^She ^^fell.
^^^No. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares.
Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome.
Now I must decide where my priorities lie.
On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor.
Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler.
My losses are financially insurmountable.
They offer a solution.
Throw the game.
Whistle Blows.
FUMBLE! | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here".
The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying.
We have a TV, but it never works.
The meals seem to contain... immitation meat?
Strange people take pictures with me.
Their kids crawl on me.
Please, call the king.
I need help.
I'm Ronald....
McDonald.
| I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | You want us to write a story with ten words?
And then one word less each sentence after that?
That seems like it would be really hard.
Why are you asking us for this?
Are you some sort of sadist?
I think you must be.
Such a strange request.
I won't participate.
It's impossible.
Goodbye!
| I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed.
He said my second night will be the hardest.
But William didn't make it past the trenches.
I lay beside his body, still radiating.
Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us.
All this preparation for nothing.
Seven years watching, waiting.
"Please wake up."
And then-
Dawn. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Half the time all we want to do is wait.
We wait for the time to come around.
We wait for the right word to speak.
We wait for the laws to change.
We wait to speak against them.
We cannot wait any longer.
We must act now.
Time is up.
Speak out.
Vote. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride.
An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool.
Tones so soft made by hands so strong.
Rhythm is machine-like in his head.
However, real soul is clearly audible.
He nudges the piano keys.
He nods in time.
I'll remember this.
For now.
Forever.
(Adapted poem I wrote about my father). | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I found a little kitty out in the corn field.
He looked at me with his big green eyes.
I could not resist and brought him home.
Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving.
In my house he sniffed around.
His eyes turned blood red.
He jumped five feet.
He removed my esophagus.
Blood poured out.
I'm dying.
Cats. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds
You can’t hear me when I’m far above you
You can’t feel me until it’s too late
You don’t know how I’m made
You don't have the tech
Your radar is blank
You don’t see
the bombs
fall | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Some said that it was the end of this world.
The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands.
The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing.
Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall.
There was one thing I knew.
It was all falling apart.
Four days are left.
The end comes.
Two days.
One. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is the moment when the world began to end.
Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible.
People cried in the streets, their breath ragged.
There was one final quiet moment.
Four men sat in a diner.
Amid silence they were left.
They dared not speak.
They just waited.
And then.
Poof. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib.
I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby.
The sweet coos drifted up to my ears.
But this is not what I wanted.
I have dreams, too, you know?
I looked one last time.
I lifted a pillow.
I kissed her.
She struggled.
Freedom. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3.
The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat.
Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift.
Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose.
As spark hit tinder, they awoke.
And danced, red and naked.
Scattered ashes engulfed again.
Fire fingers flitting.
Red corpses.
Blazing.
| I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you.
Do you like when I push it in deep?
Tell me I'm the biggest you've had.
Talk dirty to me, you whore.
I could do this forever.
Pounding your tight little-
Hang on sec.
I came.
Sorry. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read.
She read books for fun I'd never even open.
Just watching her think made me feel sharper.
She was so beautiful to me then.
Her eyes' light isn't quite gone.
But she doesn't read anymore.
She calls our children.
She watches television.
I miss...
her. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | How had a small argument come to this he wondered.
His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left.
He had tried his hardest to fix it.
Had he really driven her to this?
He shouldn't have told those lies.
He couldn't change it though.
Now she was gone.
Gone forever more.
His love.
Dead. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | As you get older some things get taken from you.
You don't notice it at first, you can't see.
But as the years go by, abilities reduce.
Before you realise, you're capable of nothing.
Your potential diminished, living seems pointless.
Life squandered, full of regrets.
Before fear disabled you.
Now you're disabled.
You sit.
Dying. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is going to be a ten word long sentence.
The next sentence will consist of exactly eight words.
The above was a nine word long sentence.
Followed by this seven word long sentence.
And by this six word sentence.
This sentence has five words.
You guessed it, four.
Three words long.
Almost there.
One. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I sneak into the library, torch illuminating the expensive art.
Each piece holds secrets dating back hundreds of years.
Most people only see eagles, portraits, or landscapes.
They're blind to the hidden truth within.
I see the six-pointed stars.
I see the inscribed pyramid.
I see the truth.
By Nicholas Cage,
Associate Member,
Illuminati | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | He didn't know how to make peace with his fate.
He just found out that he was dying today.
Seems like his life was only just beginning.
And now it would be over, too.
He picked up the loaded gun.
Held it to his temple.
"My life," he thought.
"My choice, then."
"Goodbye, world."
*bang* | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
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Buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo.
| I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I'm not sure how I can only use ten words.
Seriously, what can I start to write with that?
"Once upon a time in a faraway land..."
Nah, that just sounds way too cliché.
"Here I sit, all broken-hearted..."
Nah, that ain't right either.
Almost out of words?!
We started already?!
No redos?!
Fuck.
| I asked her if she would marry me last night.
She smiled somberly and said she couldn't say yes.
"I don't think I'm in love with you"
I sighed and looked towards the ground.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But you are the one!"
She smiled at me.
I looked away
"I'm not."
"Oh." | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares.
Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome.
Now I must decide where my priorities lie.
On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor.
Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler.
My losses are financially insurmountable.
They offer a solution.
Throw the game.
Whistle Blows.
FUMBLE! | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here".
The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying.
We have a TV, but it never works.
The meals seem to contain... immitation meat?
Strange people take pictures with me.
Their kids crawl on me.
Please, call the king.
I need help.
I'm Ronald....
McDonald.
| Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | You want us to write a story with ten words?
And then one word less each sentence after that?
That seems like it would be really hard.
Why are you asking us for this?
Are you some sort of sadist?
I think you must be.
Such a strange request.
I won't participate.
It's impossible.
Goodbye!
| Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed.
He said my second night will be the hardest.
But William didn't make it past the trenches.
I lay beside his body, still radiating.
Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us.
All this preparation for nothing.
Seven years watching, waiting.
"Please wake up."
And then-
Dawn. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Half the time all we want to do is wait.
We wait for the time to come around.
We wait for the right word to speak.
We wait for the laws to change.
We wait to speak against them.
We cannot wait any longer.
We must act now.
Time is up.
Speak out.
Vote. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride.
An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool.
Tones so soft made by hands so strong.
Rhythm is machine-like in his head.
However, real soul is clearly audible.
He nudges the piano keys.
He nods in time.
I'll remember this.
For now.
Forever.
(Adapted poem I wrote about my father). | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I found a little kitty out in the corn field.
He looked at me with his big green eyes.
I could not resist and brought him home.
Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving.
In my house he sniffed around.
His eyes turned blood red.
He jumped five feet.
He removed my esophagus.
Blood poured out.
I'm dying.
Cats. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds
You can’t hear me when I’m far above you
You can’t feel me until it’s too late
You don’t know how I’m made
You don't have the tech
Your radar is blank
You don’t see
the bombs
fall | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Some said that it was the end of this world.
The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands.
The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing.
Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall.
There was one thing I knew.
It was all falling apart.
Four days are left.
The end comes.
Two days.
One. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is the moment when the world began to end.
Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible.
People cried in the streets, their breath ragged.
There was one final quiet moment.
Four men sat in a diner.
Amid silence they were left.
They dared not speak.
They just waited.
And then.
Poof. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib.
I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby.
The sweet coos drifted up to my ears.
But this is not what I wanted.
I have dreams, too, you know?
I looked one last time.
I lifted a pillow.
I kissed her.
She struggled.
Freedom. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3.
The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat.
Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift.
Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose.
As spark hit tinder, they awoke.
And danced, red and naked.
Scattered ashes engulfed again.
Fire fingers flitting.
Red corpses.
Blazing.
| Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you.
Do you like when I push it in deep?
Tell me I'm the biggest you've had.
Talk dirty to me, you whore.
I could do this forever.
Pounding your tight little-
Hang on sec.
I came.
Sorry. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read.
She read books for fun I'd never even open.
Just watching her think made me feel sharper.
She was so beautiful to me then.
Her eyes' light isn't quite gone.
But she doesn't read anymore.
She calls our children.
She watches television.
I miss...
her. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | How had a small argument come to this he wondered.
His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left.
He had tried his hardest to fix it.
Had he really driven her to this?
He shouldn't have told those lies.
He couldn't change it though.
Now she was gone.
Gone forever more.
His love.
Dead. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | As you get older some things get taken from you.
You don't notice it at first, you can't see.
But as the years go by, abilities reduce.
Before you realise, you're capable of nothing.
Your potential diminished, living seems pointless.
Life squandered, full of regrets.
Before fear disabled you.
Now you're disabled.
You sit.
Dying. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is going to be a ten word long sentence.
The next sentence will consist of exactly eight words.
The above was a nine word long sentence.
Followed by this seven word long sentence.
And by this six word sentence.
This sentence has five words.
You guessed it, four.
Three words long.
Almost there.
One. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I sneak into the library, torch illuminating the expensive art.
Each piece holds secrets dating back hundreds of years.
Most people only see eagles, portraits, or landscapes.
They're blind to the hidden truth within.
I see the six-pointed stars.
I see the inscribed pyramid.
I see the truth.
By Nicholas Cage,
Associate Member,
Illuminati | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | He didn't know how to make peace with his fate.
He just found out that he was dying today.
Seems like his life was only just beginning.
And now it would be over, too.
He picked up the loaded gun.
Held it to his temple.
"My life," he thought.
"My choice, then."
"Goodbye, world."
*bang* | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo.
| Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I'm not sure how I can only use ten words.
Seriously, what can I start to write with that?
"Once upon a time in a faraway land..."
Nah, that just sounds way too cliché.
"Here I sit, all broken-hearted..."
Nah, that ain't right either.
Almost out of words?!
We started already?!
No redos?!
Fuck.
| Although significant, the weight of my parachute provides little comfort.
I can hear my heartbeat over the plane’s engines.
Some say man was not mean to fly.
But today I will conquer my fears.
The door opens at 10,000 feet.
I step onto the strut.
I can do this.
Here I go!
I’m flying!
CRASH!
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares.
Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome.
Now I must decide where my priorities lie.
On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor.
Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler.
My losses are financially insurmountable.
They offer a solution.
Throw the game.
Whistle Blows.
FUMBLE! | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here".
The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying.
We have a TV, but it never works.
The meals seem to contain... immitation meat?
Strange people take pictures with me.
Their kids crawl on me.
Please, call the king.
I need help.
I'm Ronald....
McDonald.
| Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | You want us to write a story with ten words?
And then one word less each sentence after that?
That seems like it would be really hard.
Why are you asking us for this?
Are you some sort of sadist?
I think you must be.
Such a strange request.
I won't participate.
It's impossible.
Goodbye!
| Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed.
He said my second night will be the hardest.
But William didn't make it past the trenches.
I lay beside his body, still radiating.
Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us.
All this preparation for nothing.
Seven years watching, waiting.
"Please wake up."
And then-
Dawn. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Half the time all we want to do is wait.
We wait for the time to come around.
We wait for the right word to speak.
We wait for the laws to change.
We wait to speak against them.
We cannot wait any longer.
We must act now.
Time is up.
Speak out.
Vote. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride.
An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool.
Tones so soft made by hands so strong.
Rhythm is machine-like in his head.
However, real soul is clearly audible.
He nudges the piano keys.
He nods in time.
I'll remember this.
For now.
Forever.
(Adapted poem I wrote about my father). | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I found a little kitty out in the corn field.
He looked at me with his big green eyes.
I could not resist and brought him home.
Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving.
In my house he sniffed around.
His eyes turned blood red.
He jumped five feet.
He removed my esophagus.
Blood poured out.
I'm dying.
Cats. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds
You can’t hear me when I’m far above you
You can’t feel me until it’s too late
You don’t know how I’m made
You don't have the tech
Your radar is blank
You don’t see
the bombs
fall | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Some said that it was the end of this world.
The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands.
The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing.
Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall.
There was one thing I knew.
It was all falling apart.
Four days are left.
The end comes.
Two days.
One. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is the moment when the world began to end.
Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible.
People cried in the streets, their breath ragged.
There was one final quiet moment.
Four men sat in a diner.
Amid silence they were left.
They dared not speak.
They just waited.
And then.
Poof. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib.
I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby.
The sweet coos drifted up to my ears.
But this is not what I wanted.
I have dreams, too, you know?
I looked one last time.
I lifted a pillow.
I kissed her.
She struggled.
Freedom. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3.
The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat.
Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift.
Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose.
As spark hit tinder, they awoke.
And danced, red and naked.
Scattered ashes engulfed again.
Fire fingers flitting.
Red corpses.
Blazing.
| Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you.
Do you like when I push it in deep?
Tell me I'm the biggest you've had.
Talk dirty to me, you whore.
I could do this forever.
Pounding your tight little-
Hang on sec.
I came.
Sorry. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read.
She read books for fun I'd never even open.
Just watching her think made me feel sharper.
She was so beautiful to me then.
Her eyes' light isn't quite gone.
But she doesn't read anymore.
She calls our children.
She watches television.
I miss...
her. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | How had a small argument come to this he wondered.
His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left.
He had tried his hardest to fix it.
Had he really driven her to this?
He shouldn't have told those lies.
He couldn't change it though.
Now she was gone.
Gone forever more.
His love.
Dead. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | As you get older some things get taken from you.
You don't notice it at first, you can't see.
But as the years go by, abilities reduce.
Before you realise, you're capable of nothing.
Your potential diminished, living seems pointless.
Life squandered, full of regrets.
Before fear disabled you.
Now you're disabled.
You sit.
Dying. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is going to be a ten word long sentence.
The next sentence will consist of exactly eight words.
The above was a nine word long sentence.
Followed by this seven word long sentence.
And by this six word sentence.
This sentence has five words.
You guessed it, four.
Three words long.
Almost there.
One. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home.
The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned.
A forgotten fear delivered to the door step.
Something one was never ready to accept.
Incredulous, it's read in bated breath.
Question asked, answer already known.
What's reaped was sown.
No other option.
You must.
Go.
| Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release.
I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | “Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.”
You get one shot at this, so think hard.
Come on partner, I just want my share.”
He pressed the gun under my chin.
“Where’d you hide the goddamn money?”
“…It’s all spent already…sorry.”
I shut my eyes.
Thinking of her.
Finally healthy.
Smiling.
| Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone.
I go directly to the best subreddit of all.
That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild.
You must upgrade to view this subreddit.
A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue.
Is it even worth it?
A one time charge?
Let me think...
Hells Yesss!
Fap! | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I sneak into the library, torch illuminating the expensive art.
Each piece holds secrets dating back hundreds of years.
Most people only see eagles, portraits, or landscapes.
They're blind to the hidden truth within.
I see the six-pointed stars.
I see the inscribed pyramid.
I see the truth.
By Nicholas Cage,
Associate Member,
Illuminati | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | He didn't know how to make peace with his fate.
He just found out that he was dying today.
Seems like his life was only just beginning.
And now it would be over, too.
He picked up the loaded gun.
Held it to his temple.
"My life," he thought.
"My choice, then."
"Goodbye, world."
*bang* | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo buffalo.
Buffalo.
| Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning.
It's only a matter of time before I explode.
I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts.
How can I possibly face the world?
I don't know, maybe I can.
Well to think of it.
I may be wrong.
I look good.
In this.
Thong | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine.
Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty.
Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure.
Enlisted, believing I would make a difference.
Deployed, thinking this was my time.
Planned, knowing the enemy's location.
Attacked, leaving safety behind.
Ambushed, discovering fear.
Writhed, bleeding.
Mine. | Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I'm not sure how I can only use ten words.
Seriously, what can I start to write with that?
"Once upon a time in a faraway land..."
Nah, that just sounds way too cliché.
"Here I sit, all broken-hearted..."
Nah, that ain't right either.
Almost out of words?!
We started already?!
No redos?!
Fuck.
| Thou shalt not scare the strangers, not until the night.
Thou shalt oversee your brethren, and them unto thou.
Thou shalt hold sacred to the spirit vows.
Thou shalt never escape your ghostly covenant.
Thou shalt protect the night walkers.
Thou shalt haunt the criminals.
Thou shalt start anew.
Bring the peace.
Somber slumber.
Sandmen. | |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | The Super Bowl is rapidly approaching as my team prepares.
Everyone knows that my performance will decide the outcome.
Now I must decide where my priorities lie.
On one hand, I'm a fierce competitor.
Likewise, I am a compulsive gambler.
My losses are financially insurmountable.
They offer a solution.
Throw the game.
Whistle Blows.
FUMBLE! | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Day 563: I think "I'll never get out of here".
The constant screaming, oddly mixed with laughter, is terrifying.
We have a TV, but it never works.
The meals seem to contain... immitation meat?
Strange people take pictures with me.
Their kids crawl on me.
Please, call the king.
I need help.
I'm Ronald....
McDonald.
| After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | You want us to write a story with ten words?
And then one word less each sentence after that?
That seems like it would be really hard.
Why are you asking us for this?
Are you some sort of sadist?
I think you must be.
Such a strange request.
I won't participate.
It's impossible.
Goodbye!
| After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | My brother taught me how to aim and move unnoticed.
He said my second night will be the hardest.
But William didn't make it past the trenches.
I lay beside his body, still radiating.
Murky, shit-colored water swirled around us.
All this preparation for nothing.
Seven years watching, waiting.
"Please wake up."
And then-
Dawn. | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Half the time all we want to do is wait.
We wait for the time to come around.
We wait for the right word to speak.
We wait for the laws to change.
We wait to speak against them.
We cannot wait any longer.
We must act now.
Time is up.
Speak out.
Vote. | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I watch in awe and admiration his determination, persistent pride.
An old, tired craftsman upright on a piano stool.
Tones so soft made by hands so strong.
Rhythm is machine-like in his head.
However, real soul is clearly audible.
He nudges the piano keys.
He nods in time.
I'll remember this.
For now.
Forever.
(Adapted poem I wrote about my father). | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | I found a little kitty out in the corn field.
He looked at me with his big green eyes.
I could not resist and brought him home.
Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving.
In my house he sniffed around.
His eyes turned blood red.
He jumped five feet.
He removed my esophagus.
Blood poured out.
I'm dying.
Cats. | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds
You can’t hear me when I’m far above you
You can’t feel me until it’s too late
You don’t know how I’m made
You don't have the tech
Your radar is blank
You don’t see
the bombs
fall | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Some said that it was the end of this world.
The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands.
The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing.
Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall.
There was one thing I knew.
It was all falling apart.
Four days are left.
The end comes.
Two days.
One. | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | This is the moment when the world began to end.
Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible.
People cried in the streets, their breath ragged.
There was one final quiet moment.
Four men sat in a diner.
Amid silence they were left.
They dared not speak.
They just waited.
And then.
Poof. | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib.
I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby.
The sweet coos drifted up to my ears.
But this is not what I wanted.
I have dreams, too, you know?
I looked one last time.
I lifted a pillow.
I kissed her.
She struggled.
Freedom. | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3.
The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat.
Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift.
Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose.
As spark hit tinder, they awoke.
And danced, red and naked.
Scattered ashes engulfed again.
Fire fingers flitting.
Red corpses.
Blazing.
| After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you.
Do you like when I push it in deep?
Tell me I'm the biggest you've had.
Talk dirty to me, you whore.
I could do this forever.
Pounding your tight little-
Hang on sec.
I came.
Sorry. | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read.
She read books for fun I'd never even open.
Just watching her think made me feel sharper.
She was so beautiful to me then.
Her eyes' light isn't quite gone.
But she doesn't read anymore.
She calls our children.
She watches television.
I miss...
her. | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
| |
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure | How had a small argument come to this he wondered.
His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left.
He had tried his hardest to fix it.
Had he really driven her to this?
He shouldn't have told those lies.
He couldn't change it though.
Now she was gone.
Gone forever more.
His love.
Dead. | After eons, our people drifting through the vast dark abyss.
Daily we look for our refuge, our hope -- home.
Victus, our colony's vessel -- last of its kind.
Everyone wishes to see home for themselves.
Narivalia, the ancient galactic promised land.
Tears stream during elder stories.
Uncounted generations, no sightings.
Remarkably, another ship.
"Episkopos, copy?"
Silence.
|
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