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[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | *I stood in a white void facing a hooded figure, confused and somewhat scared.*
*“Where am I?” I asked the figure. “Are you the grim reaper?”*
*“Yep. I’m sorry to say this, man, but, well, you’re dead. You really should have looked both ways before you crossed that busy street...” He replied, shrugging.*
*“Damn, rea... | [Poem]
Tim was a man who lived a simple life,
All he wished for was to be happy and light.
So when he took to the skies for the sky-high dive,
He forgot to pull, leaving him barely alive.
An old man in black approaching, robes tattered
Tim now knew notting mattered.
What he didn’t expect, grieving in woe,
He k... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | "Are you ready?" Death asked. His emotionless eyes stared down at me, calm and cool.
I huffed out a disagreement as a reply. "No, I didn't want to die just yet. My life just started."
Death didn't say anything, just nodded and turned away. I sucked in the breath of life, hearing the joyful gasp from my surroundings. ... | [Poem]
Tim was a man who lived a simple life,
All he wished for was to be happy and light.
So when he took to the skies for the sky-high dive,
He forgot to pull, leaving him barely alive.
An old man in black approaching, robes tattered
Tim now knew notting mattered.
What he didn’t expect, grieving in woe,
He k... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | As we age through time, we all gain and lose a precious thing or two. Our physiques might deteriorate, hairs may fall out like leaves during autumn, yet through those turbulent seasons we all find something amidst our losses: Wisdom, and most certainly patience. George Fitzpatrick, a senior in his eighties, was keen on... | [Poem]
Tim was a man who lived a simple life,
All he wished for was to be happy and light.
So when he took to the skies for the sky-high dive,
He forgot to pull, leaving him barely alive.
An old man in black approaching, robes tattered
Tim now knew notting mattered.
What he didn’t expect, grieving in woe,
He k... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | Its been many years since I told Death no. My job was not complete. I needed to be there for him. Every year Death came back but i was still needed. I watched him grow you see. He was just a little boy when we first met and it was my job to take care him. Everyday we would watch the world turn. I was there when his gir... | [Poem]
Tim was a man who lived a simple life,
All he wished for was to be happy and light.
So when he took to the skies for the sky-high dive,
He forgot to pull, leaving him barely alive.
An old man in black approaching, robes tattered
Tim now knew notting mattered.
What he didn’t expect, grieving in woe,
He k... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | I died choking on lunch in my office. Ironic, because we’d just spent the Friday two weeks ago going over CPR and first aid procedures, but obviously that didn’t do much good. I suppose I could have done more to help myself - I have my own office, so there was no one there to see me clutching at my throat. I could have... | [Poem]
Tim was a man who lived a simple life,
All he wished for was to be happy and light.
So when he took to the skies for the sky-high dive,
He forgot to pull, leaving him barely alive.
An old man in black approaching, robes tattered
Tim now knew notting mattered.
What he didn’t expect, grieving in woe,
He k... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | It came for me, dark and grim,
Come, its time for you to go.
I looked at it, shaking with fear,
And all I said was no.
I still have much to do,
I still have much to see,
Please give me some more time,
All I can ask from thee.
It looked at me and shook its head,
You humans are all the same.
What is it that you... | [Poem]
Tim was a man who lived a simple life,
All he wished for was to be happy and light.
So when he took to the skies for the sky-high dive,
He forgot to pull, leaving him barely alive.
An old man in black approaching, robes tattered
Tim now knew notting mattered.
What he didn’t expect, grieving in woe,
He k... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | *I stood in a white void facing a hooded figure, confused and somewhat scared.*
*“Where am I?” I asked the figure. “Are you the grim reaper?”*
*“Yep. I’m sorry to say this, man, but, well, you’re dead. You really should have looked both ways before you crossed that busy street...” He replied, shrugging.*
*“Damn, rea... | The blaring horn, the terrible noise of metal screeching against metal, the flash of lights, the pain.
And then everything was gone. A peaceful stillness filled me and darkness surrounded me.
A figure emerged from the darkness, slowly walking toward me, a hood above its head, a scythe in its hand.
"It is time, Henr... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | "Are you ready?" Death asked. His emotionless eyes stared down at me, calm and cool.
I huffed out a disagreement as a reply. "No, I didn't want to die just yet. My life just started."
Death didn't say anything, just nodded and turned away. I sucked in the breath of life, hearing the joyful gasp from my surroundings. ... | The blaring horn, the terrible noise of metal screeching against metal, the flash of lights, the pain.
And then everything was gone. A peaceful stillness filled me and darkness surrounded me.
A figure emerged from the darkness, slowly walking toward me, a hood above its head, a scythe in its hand.
"It is time, Henr... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | As we age through time, we all gain and lose a precious thing or two. Our physiques might deteriorate, hairs may fall out like leaves during autumn, yet through those turbulent seasons we all find something amidst our losses: Wisdom, and most certainly patience. George Fitzpatrick, a senior in his eighties, was keen on... | The blaring horn, the terrible noise of metal screeching against metal, the flash of lights, the pain.
And then everything was gone. A peaceful stillness filled me and darkness surrounded me.
A figure emerged from the darkness, slowly walking toward me, a hood above its head, a scythe in its hand.
"It is time, Henr... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | Its been many years since I told Death no. My job was not complete. I needed to be there for him. Every year Death came back but i was still needed. I watched him grow you see. He was just a little boy when we first met and it was my job to take care him. Everyday we would watch the world turn. I was there when his gir... | The blaring horn, the terrible noise of metal screeching against metal, the flash of lights, the pain.
And then everything was gone. A peaceful stillness filled me and darkness surrounded me.
A figure emerged from the darkness, slowly walking toward me, a hood above its head, a scythe in its hand.
"It is time, Henr... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | I died choking on lunch in my office. Ironic, because we’d just spent the Friday two weeks ago going over CPR and first aid procedures, but obviously that didn’t do much good. I suppose I could have done more to help myself - I have my own office, so there was no one there to see me clutching at my throat. I could have... | The blaring horn, the terrible noise of metal screeching against metal, the flash of lights, the pain.
And then everything was gone. A peaceful stillness filled me and darkness surrounded me.
A figure emerged from the darkness, slowly walking toward me, a hood above its head, a scythe in its hand.
"It is time, Henr... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | "Are you ready?" Death asked. His emotionless eyes stared down at me, calm and cool.
I huffed out a disagreement as a reply. "No, I didn't want to die just yet. My life just started."
Death didn't say anything, just nodded and turned away. I sucked in the breath of life, hearing the joyful gasp from my surroundings. ... | *I stood in a white void facing a hooded figure, confused and somewhat scared.*
*“Where am I?” I asked the figure. “Are you the grim reaper?”*
*“Yep. I’m sorry to say this, man, but, well, you’re dead. You really should have looked both ways before you crossed that busy street...” He replied, shrugging.*
*“Damn, rea... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | I died choking on lunch in my office. Ironic, because we’d just spent the Friday two weeks ago going over CPR and first aid procedures, but obviously that didn’t do much good. I suppose I could have done more to help myself - I have my own office, so there was no one there to see me clutching at my throat. I could have... | *I stood in a white void facing a hooded figure, confused and somewhat scared.*
*“Where am I?” I asked the figure. “Are you the grim reaper?”*
*“Yep. I’m sorry to say this, man, but, well, you’re dead. You really should have looked both ways before you crossed that busy street...” He replied, shrugging.*
*“Damn, rea... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | I died choking on lunch in my office. Ironic, because we’d just spent the Friday two weeks ago going over CPR and first aid procedures, but obviously that didn’t do much good. I suppose I could have done more to help myself - I have my own office, so there was no one there to see me clutching at my throat. I could have... | As we age through time, we all gain and lose a precious thing or two. Our physiques might deteriorate, hairs may fall out like leaves during autumn, yet through those turbulent seasons we all find something amidst our losses: Wisdom, and most certainly patience. George Fitzpatrick, a senior in his eighties, was keen on... | |
[WP] The day you die, Death comes and asks if you are ready to go. Jokingly, you say no. To your surprise, he leaves. Now every year he comes back to ask again | I died choking on lunch in my office. Ironic, because we’d just spent the Friday two weeks ago going over CPR and first aid procedures, but obviously that didn’t do much good. I suppose I could have done more to help myself - I have my own office, so there was no one there to see me clutching at my throat. I could have... | Its been many years since I told Death no. My job was not complete. I needed to be there for him. Every year Death came back but i was still needed. I watched him grow you see. He was just a little boy when we first met and it was my job to take care him. Everyday we would watch the world turn. I was there when his gir... | |
[WP] After dying peacefully in sleep, a text appeared, "You have completed the Game of Life on Easy Mode. Would you like to retry in another difficulty level?" You decided to pick Nightmare Mode. | Somehow I’d guessed that life was a game all along.
I’ve always felt there was a right thing and a wrong thing to do, and I had a tendency to pick the wrong thing. Strangely, though, I rarely faced much in the way or consequences—being born into privilege will do that for you—so my mistakes were mine to internalize. ... | I pressed the button labeled "Nightmare Mode". Suddenly, a small screen popped up in front of my eyes. 'Warning: Ability to change difficulty will be locked until you succeed. Do you want to proceed?' I took a deep breath closed my eyes, and pressed yes.
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Nothing happened.
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I opened my eyes.... | |
[WP] After dying peacefully in sleep, a text appeared, "You have completed the Game of Life on Easy Mode. Would you like to retry in another difficulty level?" You decided to pick Nightmare Mode. | Rest in peace, Leo Korhonen...
You lived 89 years and died a billionare in Helsinki. It has been a smooth run, you handsome devil!
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\*\* NEW GAME+ AVAILABLE!\*\*
"Finally!" I grinded for eons to get to this level!
"Sure, I'm in."
I tried to stretch a bit before embarking on this new quest...
Imag... | Woke up in a bed I didn't recognize. *Strange. Oh well.*
Stepped out to the patio, and looked across the architectural horizon. It was the same city, but I heard ungodly sounds in the distance.
A crowd gathered below my apartment complex. I didn't realize it at that moment, but there was an angry hoard of ugly monstr... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | The terrible things I’ve seen. The terrible things I’ve seen. They do not want to see, yet are still hunting me.
But I can see. And wish I could not. They cannot see and wish they can. I do not envy them.
Once, the world was awash in a sea of color, and now everybody is blind. I am the last to be able to see. One ey... | [Poem]
Before I start there is something I should mention, I didn’t really understand the prompt, and so this poem might not fit the prompt.
Here is anyway what I got:
All of humanity has gone blind, except one person who has one working eye, which somehow makes him a king?
Instead of obeying him, the rich try to t... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | In the end, it wasn't the environment that we should have been worrying about. It was not the carbon dioxide in the atmosphere, or rising sea levels, or unbearable heat that took life as we knew it away from us. It was not even an outbreak of some deadly virus, despite the warnings of microbiologists over the growing r... | [Poem]
Before I start there is something I should mention, I didn’t really understand the prompt, and so this poem might not fit the prompt.
Here is anyway what I got:
All of humanity has gone blind, except one person who has one working eye, which somehow makes him a king?
Instead of obeying him, the rich try to t... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | The terrible things I’ve seen. The terrible things I’ve seen. They do not want to see, yet are still hunting me.
But I can see. And wish I could not. They cannot see and wish they can. I do not envy them.
Once, the world was awash in a sea of color, and now everybody is blind. I am the last to be able to see. One ey... | Ironically, the year was 2020 when the peoples of the globe lost their vision. The majority of humanity died that day, whether by accidental, or suicidal means.
Ironically, the petty wars and atrocities humanity had so long waged and committed against each other also waned due to the collective losses of a 'shared vi... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | In the end, it wasn't the environment that we should have been worrying about. It was not the carbon dioxide in the atmosphere, or rising sea levels, or unbearable heat that took life as we knew it away from us. It was not even an outbreak of some deadly virus, despite the warnings of microbiologists over the growing r... | Ironically, the year was 2020 when the peoples of the globe lost their vision. The majority of humanity died that day, whether by accidental, or suicidal means.
Ironically, the petty wars and atrocities humanity had so long waged and committed against each other also waned due to the collective losses of a 'shared vi... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | In the end, it wasn't the environment that we should have been worrying about. It was not the carbon dioxide in the atmosphere, or rising sea levels, or unbearable heat that took life as we knew it away from us. It was not even an outbreak of some deadly virus, despite the warnings of microbiologists over the growing r... | The terrible things I’ve seen. The terrible things I’ve seen. They do not want to see, yet are still hunting me.
But I can see. And wish I could not. They cannot see and wish they can. I do not envy them.
Once, the world was awash in a sea of color, and now everybody is blind. I am the last to be able to see. One ey... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | Note: apologies for any spelling or grammar as I was writing this on my phone because I had to capture the idea that came to mind.
"I've got it." The sudden noise wakes you from your afternoon nap among the waste. "I've got the seeing eye."
You turn your head slightly, human waste tumbling off your neck. You've gr... | January 24, 2046, one fine day. Helios-2 was shining bright and strong as Sol faded into the background. Whilst living in the shadows amongst the cargo wasn't great, at least it was not on Earth. The previous presidency in the years 2016-2024 completely destroyed the atmosphere and land rendering it unlivable.
Diseas... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | Hidden in the dense and quiet forest, the one eyed man awaits the blind. The pack of killers and beggars who've bestowed the title of 'The Hunt' have pursued him in the same manner as a team of wolves would stalk it's wounded prey. He is elusive and cunning. And when the moment is appropriate, violent.
The hunt have ... | January 24, 2046, one fine day. Helios-2 was shining bright and strong as Sol faded into the background. Whilst living in the shadows amongst the cargo wasn't great, at least it was not on Earth. The previous presidency in the years 2016-2024 completely destroyed the atmosphere and land rendering it unlivable.
Diseas... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | “Come here, Babs!” I called to my dog. She trotted over to me, and bowed her head, allowing me to attach her to her leash. Babs licked my hand, and led me to my door. Gripping the doorknob, I walked outside.
It was truly a miserable sight. The sky was grey and thick with smog as smoke filled the air. Cars covered the ... | January 24, 2046, one fine day. Helios-2 was shining bright and strong as Sol faded into the background. Whilst living in the shadows amongst the cargo wasn't great, at least it was not on Earth. The previous presidency in the years 2016-2024 completely destroyed the atmosphere and land rendering it unlivable.
Diseas... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | Day 25. I've just discovered that the wealthy and powerful are hunting me down for my one remaining working eyeball.
And, Diary, I DON'T CARE! Look at me! I'm dancing like nobody's watching. Because they CAN'T!!! One Two Cha-cha-cha. Three Four Cha-cha-cha. You can't SEE me, suckers! Ha ha ha! Am I doing ... | January 24, 2046, one fine day. Helios-2 was shining bright and strong as Sol faded into the background. Whilst living in the shadows amongst the cargo wasn't great, at least it was not on Earth. The previous presidency in the years 2016-2024 completely destroyed the atmosphere and land rendering it unlivable.
Diseas... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | There is a legend about a time when people could not just feel and hear, but also see.
Sight is a difficult sense to describe, but it's something like the ability to feel the silent whispers of everything around you. The whispers tell you how something will feel before you touch it, who someone is before they shout o... | January 24, 2046, one fine day. Helios-2 was shining bright and strong as Sol faded into the background. Whilst living in the shadows amongst the cargo wasn't great, at least it was not on Earth. The previous presidency in the years 2016-2024 completely destroyed the atmosphere and land rendering it unlivable.
Diseas... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | From the bell tower, I look down below at the once lush green meadow covered in a serene sheet of white. Over this blanket of crisp snow, I can see a horde of black dots slowly moving towards the tower. Sighing to myself, I slowly lean over my notebook and scribble down the thoughts swirling inside my mind. I turn on t... | January 24, 2046, one fine day. Helios-2 was shining bright and strong as Sol faded into the background. Whilst living in the shadows amongst the cargo wasn't great, at least it was not on Earth. The previous presidency in the years 2016-2024 completely destroyed the atmosphere and land rendering it unlivable.
Diseas... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | How could they find me, you ask? It was simple. They spread out, everywhere. Every house, every store, every street, every sidewalk and restaurant and mall, everywhere, they were there. And, as though that were not enough, they would taunt me. They would call out to me.
They only said one thing, but really, it w... | January 24, 2046, one fine day. Helios-2 was shining bright and strong as Sol faded into the background. Whilst living in the shadows amongst the cargo wasn't great, at least it was not on Earth. The previous presidency in the years 2016-2024 completely destroyed the atmosphere and land rendering it unlivable.
Diseas... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | Hidden in the dense and quiet forest, the one eyed man awaits the blind. The pack of killers and beggars who've bestowed the title of 'The Hunt' have pursued him in the same manner as a team of wolves would stalk it's wounded prey. He is elusive and cunning. And when the moment is appropriate, violent.
The hunt have ... | Note: apologies for any spelling or grammar as I was writing this on my phone because I had to capture the idea that came to mind.
"I've got it." The sudden noise wakes you from your afternoon nap among the waste. "I've got the seeing eye."
You turn your head slightly, human waste tumbling off your neck. You've gr... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | “Come here, Babs!” I called to my dog. She trotted over to me, and bowed her head, allowing me to attach her to her leash. Babs licked my hand, and led me to my door. Gripping the doorknob, I walked outside.
It was truly a miserable sight. The sky was grey and thick with smog as smoke filled the air. Cars covered the ... | Note: apologies for any spelling or grammar as I was writing this on my phone because I had to capture the idea that came to mind.
"I've got it." The sudden noise wakes you from your afternoon nap among the waste. "I've got the seeing eye."
You turn your head slightly, human waste tumbling off your neck. You've gr... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | Day 25. I've just discovered that the wealthy and powerful are hunting me down for my one remaining working eyeball.
And, Diary, I DON'T CARE! Look at me! I'm dancing like nobody's watching. Because they CAN'T!!! One Two Cha-cha-cha. Three Four Cha-cha-cha. You can't SEE me, suckers! Ha ha ha! Am I doing ... | Note: apologies for any spelling or grammar as I was writing this on my phone because I had to capture the idea that came to mind.
"I've got it." The sudden noise wakes you from your afternoon nap among the waste. "I've got the seeing eye."
You turn your head slightly, human waste tumbling off your neck. You've gr... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | There is a legend about a time when people could not just feel and hear, but also see.
Sight is a difficult sense to describe, but it's something like the ability to feel the silent whispers of everything around you. The whispers tell you how something will feel before you touch it, who someone is before they shout o... | Note: apologies for any spelling or grammar as I was writing this on my phone because I had to capture the idea that came to mind.
"I've got it." The sudden noise wakes you from your afternoon nap among the waste. "I've got the seeing eye."
You turn your head slightly, human waste tumbling off your neck. You've gr... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | There is a legend about a time when people could not just feel and hear, but also see.
Sight is a difficult sense to describe, but it's something like the ability to feel the silent whispers of everything around you. The whispers tell you how something will feel before you touch it, who someone is before they shout o... | Hidden in the dense and quiet forest, the one eyed man awaits the blind. The pack of killers and beggars who've bestowed the title of 'The Hunt' have pursued him in the same manner as a team of wolves would stalk it's wounded prey. He is elusive and cunning. And when the moment is appropriate, violent.
The hunt have ... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | There is a legend about a time when people could not just feel and hear, but also see.
Sight is a difficult sense to describe, but it's something like the ability to feel the silent whispers of everything around you. The whispers tell you how something will feel before you touch it, who someone is before they shout o... | “Come here, Babs!” I called to my dog. She trotted over to me, and bowed her head, allowing me to attach her to her leash. Babs licked my hand, and led me to my door. Gripping the doorknob, I walked outside.
It was truly a miserable sight. The sky was grey and thick with smog as smoke filled the air. Cars covered the ... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | There is a legend about a time when people could not just feel and hear, but also see.
Sight is a difficult sense to describe, but it's something like the ability to feel the silent whispers of everything around you. The whispers tell you how something will feel before you touch it, who someone is before they shout o... | Day 25. I've just discovered that the wealthy and powerful are hunting me down for my one remaining working eyeball.
And, Diary, I DON'T CARE! Look at me! I'm dancing like nobody's watching. Because they CAN'T!!! One Two Cha-cha-cha. Three Four Cha-cha-cha. You can't SEE me, suckers! Ha ha ha! Am I doing ... | |
[WP] "In the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king." Untrue, as it turns out. When a mysterious energy wave swept the world and took away vision for humans, you were the only one left with an eye, the wealthy and powerful are hunting you down for your working eyeball. | How could they find me, you ask? It was simple. They spread out, everywhere. Every house, every store, every street, every sidewalk and restaurant and mall, everywhere, they were there. And, as though that were not enough, they would taunt me. They would call out to me.
They only said one thing, but really, it w... | From the bell tower, I look down below at the once lush green meadow covered in a serene sheet of white. Over this blanket of crisp snow, I can see a horde of black dots slowly moving towards the tower. Sighing to myself, I slowly lean over my notebook and scribble down the thoughts swirling inside my mind. I turn on t... | |
[WP] You are the finest warrior in the land. When barbarians invade, you choose not to defend the capital but a small village in the thick of it. Your home town. Tell us the story of your last stand. | I stood at the entrance to my home town looking in. They had kept my home while I was off in foreign lands. It looked great. But it was so far away,
“Sir, we are needed in the capital.” My second warned as he put his hand on my shoulder.
“Second. I have a task.” I said solemnly, still probing my home with my eyes. Ev... | The alarms were sounded. The army was supposed to be out to combat. Either they'd been defeated, or they'd been avoided.
In either case, there was no escape. With the enemy at the gates, there was no escaping the city. I grabbed my sword, my hammer, and stuffed a knife in my boot. There was panic in the streets as I e... | |
[WP] You are the finest warrior in the land. When barbarians invade, you choose not to defend the capital but a small village in the thick of it. Your home town. Tell us the story of your last stand. | I stood at the entrance to my home town looking in. They had kept my home while I was off in foreign lands. It looked great. But it was so far away,
“Sir, we are needed in the capital.” My second warned as he put his hand on my shoulder.
“Second. I have a task.” I said solemnly, still probing my home with my eyes. Ev... |
There was nowhere to run, not for the children, the women, even the men on horseback. Anyone caught on the open plains would be cut down like grass. He knew the choke points, how they would be set up, and how they would be manned. Thick with men in leather armor, able to move quick to pursue and react fast to ... | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | My person... My people... Most of them... They sat on the floor with me. One held me in her arms, sobbing. Why was she sad? I slowly wagged my white-tipped tail, whining softly. She kept speaking to me, I only understood a few words. They were "good boy", "Dunkin", "best boy", "sorry", and "old boy". I understood the l... | [poem]
In another life it was so easy.
All the treats and belly rubs.
Now everyone just runs from me.
All I want is a belly rub.
Fire extends from my lips,
And I can fly high above the streets.
Yet it’s a curse more than a gift,
If I could go back, I surely would. | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | [poem]
I was a dog
Back in the day
Down in the bog
**I loved to play!**
My master sweet
Dear Daisy Lue
Made me complete
**And scratched me too!**
But one dark night
I wandered far
Without a light
**I drowned in tar...**
Now I'm a dragon
It's odd, for sure
But when I'm happy
**I flap, I roar!**
My one r... | [poem]
In another life it was so easy.
All the treats and belly rubs.
Now everyone just runs from me.
All I want is a belly rub.
Fire extends from my lips,
And I can fly high above the streets.
Yet it’s a curse more than a gift,
If I could go back, I surely would. | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | Part 1
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There was a loud horn before it hurt. There was a loud horn, a bright light, and then a whole new world.
It was a strange world filled with knights and castles, enchanted forests where elves made kingdoms in the trees and dark swamps where witches brewed their potions with hex-stained smoke. Wiz... | [poem]
In another life it was so easy.
All the treats and belly rubs.
Now everyone just runs from me.
All I want is a belly rub.
Fire extends from my lips,
And I can fly high above the streets.
Yet it’s a curse more than a gift,
If I could go back, I surely would. | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | Part 1
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There was a loud horn before it hurt. There was a loud horn, a bright light, and then a whole new world.
It was a strange world filled with knights and castles, enchanted forests where elves made kingdoms in the trees and dark swamps where witches brewed their potions with hex-stained smoke. Wiz... | "Where is benny when I need him he always played fetch with me". He said as his pearly scales changed in the color in the moon light. It created the illusion of a burning flame. His hunches dragged as he was a lot smaller before and not quite used to his new found size. He did like that he could just peer over the tree... | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | It really wasn't that bad being a Flying Fire Dog once Spot had gotten used to the flappy bits on his back and the fire that came out his mouth when he belched. The biggest problem he had was that none of the other dragons thought he was serious when he said his name was Spot. Draca and Flame constantly asked him to te... | "Where is benny when I need him he always played fetch with me". He said as his pearly scales changed in the color in the moon light. It created the illusion of a burning flame. His hunches dragged as he was a lot smaller before and not quite used to his new found size. He did like that he could just peer over the tree... | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | I was everybody's dog back home. From the Parkers farm to Old mans Harry's back porch was my place, my station. But out of everywhere I could be in town was Lady Maria's Gas Station. Like the tick of food steamer, people were always coming and going and man did they give the best treats.
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"He's not a str... | "Where is benny when I need him he always played fetch with me". He said as his pearly scales changed in the color in the moon light. It created the illusion of a burning flame. His hunches dragged as he was a lot smaller before and not quite used to his new found size. He did like that he could just peer over the tree... | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | The princess was pretty, true, but that’s not why I kidnapped her. I’d seen how she was with the kingdom hounds, how veraciously she’d sought them out. I just wanted to be treated the same.
I can hear her sobbing on the other side of my cave and it’s eating at me. She looks over and I roll over on my back, hoping she ... | "Where is benny when I need him he always played fetch with me". He said as his pearly scales changed in the color in the moon light. It created the illusion of a burning flame. His hunches dragged as he was a lot smaller before and not quite used to his new found size. He did like that he could just peer over the tree... | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | The princess was pretty, true, but that’s not why I kidnapped her. I’d seen how she was with the kingdom hounds, how veraciously she’d sought them out. I just wanted to be treated the same.
I can hear her sobbing on the other side of my cave and it’s eating at me. She looks over and I roll over on my back, hoping she ... | It really wasn't that bad being a Flying Fire Dog once Spot had gotten used to the flappy bits on his back and the fire that came out his mouth when he belched. The biggest problem he had was that none of the other dragons thought he was serious when he said his name was Spot. Draca and Flame constantly asked him to te... | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | The princess was pretty, true, but that’s not why I kidnapped her. I’d seen how she was with the kingdom hounds, how veraciously she’d sought them out. I just wanted to be treated the same.
I can hear her sobbing on the other side of my cave and it’s eating at me. She looks over and I roll over on my back, hoping she ... | I was everybody's dog back home. From the Parkers farm to Old mans Harry's back porch was my place, my station. But out of everywhere I could be in town was Lady Maria's Gas Station. Like the tick of food steamer, people were always coming and going and man did they give the best treats.
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"He's not a str... | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | A new smell in my cave wakes me from my slumber. I raise my head up, shuffling on the coins I’ve made my bed.
The bed a beast like myself is supposed to have, I remind myself. I am no longer what I used to be, the small, frail little creature that was dependent on others.
*No*, not anymore. I am a dragon now. I am st... | Biscuit draped his wings over his head, and that helped drown out some of the ruckus coming from the far side of the cave. “Just leave me be, please,” he moaned, as sparks flared out from his nostrils. “If it’s dinner, I’m not hungry, alright? And if you’ve come to try and change my mind, well, I’m… I’m tired. Let’s di... | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | I am a dire wolf. The mightiest creature in all the land! My woofs inspire fear in the hearts of anyone who would harm my humans. The master of all I survey. I stride proudly around the borders of my family's lands. Ready to alert them of any threat. I am majestic. The most powerful creature who ever lived and-- Oooh a... | Biscuit draped his wings over his head, and that helped drown out some of the ruckus coming from the far side of the cave. “Just leave me be, please,” he moaned, as sparks flared out from his nostrils. “If it’s dinner, I’m not hungry, alright? And if you’ve come to try and change my mind, well, I’m… I’m tired. Let’s di... | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | I am a dire wolf. The mightiest creature in all the land! My woofs inspire fear in the hearts of anyone who would harm my humans. The master of all I survey. I stride proudly around the borders of my family's lands. Ready to alert them of any threat. I am majestic. The most powerful creature who ever lived and-- Oooh a... | A new smell in my cave wakes me from my slumber. I raise my head up, shuffling on the coins I’ve made my bed.
The bed a beast like myself is supposed to have, I remind myself. I am no longer what I used to be, the small, frail little creature that was dependent on others.
*No*, not anymore. I am a dragon now. I am st... | |
[WP] In your lifetime, stories of ordinary people being reborn or transported into fantastical worlds of magic and heroes were popular... not that you knew this, being a dog. Then you got hit by a Truck, and now you're a Dragon that just wishes belly rubs were as easy to get as they used to be. | All I wanted was to be a good boy. I wanted to wait at the door for my people. I wanted to fetch the pinecones and bring them back like little presents to show my love. I *especially* wanted to scare away the little, four-legged and bushy-tailed tree demons that chirped and ate the birdseed. And most of all, I wanted t... | All these years later, I still have not forgotten that fateful day.
I was wandering the neighborhood one day while my human was gone. He would disappear for what felt like days on end. How differently time seemed to pass in those days.
I was rolling around in the grass across the street from my home, when I heard th... | |
[WP] You are a serial killer. But, you only kill in "self-defense." Your plan is to subtly and calculatedly annoy your victims until they finally react with violence. From a punch to a gentle shove, it doesn't matter. Your current prey however has an iron will unlike anything you have seen before. | The next target was walking down the block. Tall, lanky, gray hair.
Perfect.
This was exactly the kind of guy I could poke and prod into shoving me. Then...then my little friend in my pocket could come out. I felt the point of the knife jab into the skin of my finger. It felt good. It felt right.
As the man was pa... | “Hey there, man.” I said to the man next to me on the bench. He nodded to me but did not look up from the newspaper he was reading.
“What are you reading?” I asked. He mumbled, “the newspaper, what’s it look like?” He still did not look up.
“Jeez, I was just asking a simple question.” I said, and waited for a respons... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | I watched from the tree as the head elder reached into the box pulling out a small card. He unfolded the paper, “Tai-ge Hanyu”. My face paled as he read my name, everybody in the crowd went a frenzy looking for me. I wish I burned the incense the shaman lady gave me.
My mother cried hearing the news, and my father com... | I walk to the edge of the hole cautiously. The tribe stands in a circle, surrounding me, completing the age old ritual with stamping, chanting and sticks hitting the ground. They will not force me. I have been chosen, and I will willingly fulfill my role as has alway been done.
I look in. Nothingness. No sig... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | The knock comes at dawn. I am barely awake, but somewhere in my mind, the fear creeps in. Nobody knocks on another's door this early. Something is wrong.
I grab my axe and move towards the door, legs bent, toes curled. I have spent many years learning to be quiet; I am the best hunter in the realm, and I worked hard ... | I walk to the edge of the hole cautiously. The tribe stands in a circle, surrounding me, completing the age old ritual with stamping, chanting and sticks hitting the ground. They will not force me. I have been chosen, and I will willingly fulfill my role as has alway been done.
I look in. Nothingness. No sig... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | ‘Kai!’ the shrill voice of the Priestess resonated through the pavilion, causing every head to turn towards me. It was the first time a beautiful woman called my name and I was anything less than ecstatic. The ‘Appointment’ had been apart of my village’s traditions since before I was born. It’s very simple, you see? R... | I walk to the edge of the hole cautiously. The tribe stands in a circle, surrounding me, completing the age old ritual with stamping, chanting and sticks hitting the ground. They will not force me. I have been chosen, and I will willingly fulfill my role as has alway been done.
I look in. Nothingness. No sig... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | "Don't do it Vinh," Nadia pleaded. She stared at her best friend she'd known since childhood, begging him to change his mind. "You don't have to do this. We can go. Right now. I'll grab whatever I can, throw it in my pack while you grab your things."
As Nadia spoke, her sunburnt skin gleaming from torchlight nearby, V... | I walk to the edge of the hole cautiously. The tribe stands in a circle, surrounding me, completing the age old ritual with stamping, chanting and sticks hitting the ground. They will not force me. I have been chosen, and I will willingly fulfill my role as has alway been done.
I look in. Nothingness. No sig... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | (Haha i had a Dream about this once)
It was Tradition in my village, every year the chosen one would ascend, the elders would say it was to join the gods, to join the circle of world makers. I was chosen this year.
They would dress me in light garb and send me into the ascension dome. And when I got in, I would be ... | I walk to the edge of the hole cautiously. The tribe stands in a circle, surrounding me, completing the age old ritual with stamping, chanting and sticks hitting the ground. They will not force me. I have been chosen, and I will willingly fulfill my role as has alway been done.
I look in. Nothingness. No sig... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | I watched from the tree as the head elder reached into the box pulling out a small card. He unfolded the paper, “Tai-ge Hanyu”. My face paled as he read my name, everybody in the crowd went a frenzy looking for me. I wish I burned the incense the shaman lady gave me.
My mother cried hearing the news, and my father com... | So I say my goodbyes, and they lead me to the hole. They count down. Three... two... one........
I jump
I keep falling for about 10 seconds before I fall asleep. I’m my dream I’m in a white room. I see the past sacrifices and they all come up to see who this years jumper is. They proceed to tell me that when I wa... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | The knock comes at dawn. I am barely awake, but somewhere in my mind, the fear creeps in. Nobody knocks on another's door this early. Something is wrong.
I grab my axe and move towards the door, legs bent, toes curled. I have spent many years learning to be quiet; I am the best hunter in the realm, and I worked hard ... | So I say my goodbyes, and they lead me to the hole. They count down. Three... two... one........
I jump
I keep falling for about 10 seconds before I fall asleep. I’m my dream I’m in a white room. I see the past sacrifices and they all come up to see who this years jumper is. They proceed to tell me that when I wa... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | ‘Kai!’ the shrill voice of the Priestess resonated through the pavilion, causing every head to turn towards me. It was the first time a beautiful woman called my name and I was anything less than ecstatic. The ‘Appointment’ had been apart of my village’s traditions since before I was born. It’s very simple, you see? R... | So I say my goodbyes, and they lead me to the hole. They count down. Three... two... one........
I jump
I keep falling for about 10 seconds before I fall asleep. I’m my dream I’m in a white room. I see the past sacrifices and they all come up to see who this years jumper is. They proceed to tell me that when I wa... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | "Don't do it Vinh," Nadia pleaded. She stared at her best friend she'd known since childhood, begging him to change his mind. "You don't have to do this. We can go. Right now. I'll grab whatever I can, throw it in my pack while you grab your things."
As Nadia spoke, her sunburnt skin gleaming from torchlight nearby, V... | So I say my goodbyes, and they lead me to the hole. They count down. Three... two... one........
I jump
I keep falling for about 10 seconds before I fall asleep. I’m my dream I’m in a white room. I see the past sacrifices and they all come up to see who this years jumper is. They proceed to tell me that when I wa... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | (Haha i had a Dream about this once)
It was Tradition in my village, every year the chosen one would ascend, the elders would say it was to join the gods, to join the circle of world makers. I was chosen this year.
They would dress me in light garb and send me into the ascension dome. And when I got in, I would be ... | So I say my goodbyes, and they lead me to the hole. They count down. Three... two... one........
I jump
I keep falling for about 10 seconds before I fall asleep. I’m my dream I’m in a white room. I see the past sacrifices and they all come up to see who this years jumper is. They proceed to tell me that when I wa... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | ‘Kai!’ the shrill voice of the Priestess resonated through the pavilion, causing every head to turn towards me. It was the first time a beautiful woman called my name and I was anything less than ecstatic. The ‘Appointment’ had been apart of my village’s traditions since before I was born. It’s very simple, you see? R... | You jump in, hoping that it will be a fast and painless death. You keep falling and falling and falling and falling and falling, you reach the bottom. To your surprise, the ground feels soft like a bed, you open your eyes and see that you landed on a bunch of soft things that completely cover the floor. You're in an ac... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | (Haha i had a Dream about this once)
It was Tradition in my village, every year the chosen one would ascend, the elders would say it was to join the gods, to join the circle of world makers. I was chosen this year.
They would dress me in light garb and send me into the ascension dome. And when I got in, I would be ... | "Don't do it Vinh," Nadia pleaded. She stared at her best friend she'd known since childhood, begging him to change his mind. "You don't have to do this. We can go. Right now. I'll grab whatever I can, throw it in my pack while you grab your things."
As Nadia spoke, her sunburnt skin gleaming from torchlight nearby, V... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | Every year one of us has to jump, every year we have to say goodbye to one of us just to have him jump down this damn hole and probably kill themselves.
Im planning to form a revolution,to overcome this nonsense and to live in freedom without being bound to these damn elders' rules.
Tomorrow when another man will giv... | I drop my apples in shock, shaking as I knew all along what this meant. They were going to sacrifice me. As young as eight I always snuck around to see how exactly it was done; not just the public display. I still remember the local bully, Kyle boasting on how his soul would save the village by jumping. The crowd cheer... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | I have a vague memory of a dream, I remember my parents telling me not to go in, I didn't listen. I let the darkness it emitted envelope me, I was changing, my bones cracked and grew thicker and longer. My skin darkened my legs lengthened. I could see better in the dark. I felt strong. I felt right. I woke up.
When I ... | I drop my apples in shock, shaking as I knew all along what this meant. They were going to sacrifice me. As young as eight I always snuck around to see how exactly it was done; not just the public display. I still remember the local bully, Kyle boasting on how his soul would save the village by jumping. The crowd cheer... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | I have a vague memory of a dream, I remember my parents telling me not to go in, I didn't listen. I let the darkness it emitted envelope me, I was changing, my bones cracked and grew thicker and longer. My skin darkened my legs lengthened. I could see better in the dark. I felt strong. I felt right. I woke up.
When I ... | Poem
The elders have chosen me,
Where I go I cannot see.
Many have jumped before,
I watch them fall but also soar.
I’m scared and nervous for tonight,
But here I sit proudly and upright.
The clocks ticks it’s last minute,
The hole below me looks infinite.
I jump because the Elders told me to,
I could’ve fought... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | The entire village gathered around. Everyone glanced at one another before the elders appeared on stage. “Welcome!” The eldest began. “Today is that time of the year. The time in which we gather for the chosen who will take our leap of faith for the survival of the human race.” The crowd cheered. Among the crowd stood ... | Poem
The elders have chosen me,
Where I go I cannot see.
Many have jumped before,
I watch them fall but also soar.
I’m scared and nervous for tonight,
But here I sit proudly and upright.
The clocks ticks it’s last minute,
The hole below me looks infinite.
I jump because the Elders told me to,
I could’ve fought... | |
[WP] There is a deep hole just outside your village. The elders pick one person to dive in every year, 'for the good of the tribe', never to be seen again. The elders have just chosen you. You're expected to jump tonight. | As a boy, my friend and I would sneak out at night and drop stones into the hole. We would carry the largest rocks we could find and heave them over the edge. They disappeared in seconds, and not once did they make a sound. We stopped playing the game after we saw the first man jump. From the foliage we watched, as the... | "The Void waits patiently for mortals," the Elders would say. "But it returns a great bounty to the village when, once a year, we do not require it to wait. By sending one strong and healthy man early, into the mouth of darkness, bound for bliss in the Deep Hereafter, the Void provides us with light, and a measure of b... | |
[WP] There’s panic all across the globe. The world has been covered in total darkness for the past week. That was when THEY arrived. THEY roam around outside. You and many others across the world are in hiding. Hiding from THEM. | Josh peered through the slit in his door. With narrowed eyes, he surveyed the landscape.
It was all normal until they came. They didn't exactly have a name, but a name spread around the local area: Grabbers. They had touched down on Earth like with an alien apocalypse, forcing everyone out of their homes. It was the r... | No one knows where the darkness came from. It began as a shroud in the horizon, but as it came closer it looked like a blanket of pure nothingness. It was a void that descended from the skies, painting the whole world black. It swept through the whole city, swallowing every source of light it touched. Power went out ev... | |
[WP] You are praying to whatever god when you hear a booming voice say, "Huh? What... what year is it?", you answer with 2019 upon which the voice speaks again, "Oh crap I really overslept. You're gonna help me fix everything now." | It was raining, I think. Or perhaps I’d been crying so much the world flooded, soaking me to the bone, sweeping filth off the streets.
On my knees, in an abyss between somewhere and nowhere, tucked into the pocket of an uncaring God, I begged. I don’t even really know what for, to be honest. Anything. Everything. To f... | Wait, what just happened? I asked the voice that just talked to me. It must be weird for the other people in the church to hear me talk to seemingly nobody. The voice answered 'I am god, i've been asleep for the last 2019 years. I put Jesus on this earth to take over while i was asleep, but he clearly didn't do a good ... | |
[WP] Your village is built around an old tree that is worshipped as a god and protector. You’ve always been skeptical about the nature of tree and its supposed abilities, but one day you notice a wizard from out of town ‘speaking’ with the tree, seemingly deep in conversation. | **The Heart Tree’s Song**
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“I have searched and searched, and found no sign of the one you seek”, the cloaked old man exclaimed, beating his staff firmly upon the ground in apparent frustration.
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Renn stopped in her tracks at the edge of the grove. It was the early hours of the morning, and ... | Ana stopped in her tracks when she set her eyes on a tall and skinny man whispering to the Great Tree.
*Heretical,* she thought instantly. No one was allowed to talk to the tree, only the druids. It had been forbidden long before she was born. This was a foundation to her life, and a man breaking that foundation was a... | |
[WP] A witch asks people to bring her an object and she will grant you a desire of equal or less value to it. When you bring her a rock from your backyard, she stares at you with wide eyes and asks "Where did you find this?" | It was a good arrangement we had. I was allowed to live just outside the village and given needed amenities in exchange for my magical talents. However, these talents didn't come from nothing. I turned the raw emotional energy inherent in a person's belongings into the very spells and incantations I practiced.
I'd be... | Her eyes then tighten into a glare. Her lips pull back just enough to show a sliver of white teeth. She's never been a beautiful woman, but there was an ugly sharpness, newly present in her features, then makes me stumble back.
"Where?!"
"My backyard. I just—"
"You get nothing. Nothing! Leave!"
I go to leave, as comman... | |
[WP] A witch asks people to bring her an object and she will grant you a desire of equal or less value to it. When you bring her a rock from your backyard, she stares at you with wide eyes and asks "Where did you find this?" | It was a good arrangement we had. I was allowed to live just outside the village and given needed amenities in exchange for my magical talents. However, these talents didn't come from nothing. I turned the raw emotional energy inherent in a person's belongings into the very spells and incantations I practiced.
I'd be... | I shrugged. “sorry to disappoint. I don’t have much. I found it in my Backyard” I said hoping she’d take pity on me. Her eyebrows narrowed as she rushed me inside her little house.
It was a neat little home. Smelled of ginger and rosemary. On top of that books with spikes of different languages were piled on top of ea... | |
[WP] You and your roommates have a bet to see who can pull off the most illegal act and not get caught. You thought you secured the win after an elaborate graffiti project. However, one of your roommates shows up with a briefcase full of nuclear launch codes. | "The fuck is that?"
My eyes, still a little watery from the 4 hours of spray-painting I had done to the sides of the school buses, rested upon the matte black briefcase in Harry's hand. It wasn't made of plastic. We could all tell it was heavy by the veins popping out of Harry's forearm.
Not 5 minutes earlier, every ... | Don't we all have that little demon that just itches to get out from time to time? Well, thats me and my roommates in a nutshell. Theres Kelvin, he can pretty much get away with anything, as his father is the head officer in our city (Definitely a friend with a benefit), Hawkins, who once reset ALL clocks at our collag... | |
[WP] There are fake towns and roads (known as "paper towns") that mapmakers put in their maps, so that if someone makes a map which has one of these paper towns, they could know it's a copy. You stumble on one of these "paper towns" and actually find a town there. | "It's actually a funny story" said the man from the town *that shouldn't exist*.
Billy and I had heard about these *phantom towns*, that existed only in name. They magically appeared on maps, no one being able to say where they came from... a feverish dream of the mapmaker, haunted by visions of the dead of ages past?... | PAPER TOWNS
My head hurt... bad! I turned on the hot shower and as usual, the base of my skull began to mellow as the pain in my brow began swimming backwards down my scalp and back into my spine.
"Who the hell cares if the maps are copied", I muttered in exasperation. The pollin, ragweed, mold, smoke from South Amer... | |
[WP] There are fake towns and roads (known as "paper towns") that mapmakers put in their maps, so that if someone makes a map which has one of these paper towns, they could know it's a copy. You stumble on one of these "paper towns" and actually find a town there. | "It's actually a funny story" said the man from the town *that shouldn't exist*.
Billy and I had heard about these *phantom towns*, that existed only in name. They magically appeared on maps, no one being able to say where they came from... a feverish dream of the mapmaker, haunted by visions of the dead of ages past?... | I've seen it all.
Throughout the course of my life, I've been to a lot of places. And when I say a lot, I mean *a lot*.
You see, I'm an explorer. It's just what I do. It's just what I enjoy the most. For the entire first part of my life, I’d lived in a city. Large. Busy. Cramped. There was never really enough room to... | |
[WP] Captain CPR: A superhero who thought his ability was to revive anyone no matter how close to death they are, but today he realizes that his CPR can revive anything. ANYTHING. | Yesterday was the first time I tried CPR on something other than a human. I remember the day my life changed, and possibly billions of others. The day I got so drunk, I revived a tree.
That day, after saving a man’s life, he asked if I wanted to go to the local club. I accepted, and we had a fun time. He invited a fe... | "EVERYONE RUN!" CPR shouts as a loud roar rang out behind him. Screams filled the air as the diggers scrambled for safety.
"I told you to tie your shoelaces." Dr.Grant shouted as he ran passed.
"Well, how was I supposed to know my powers worked on fossils?!" CPR shouted back, before taking shelter in a small ravine.
... | |
[WP] "Hey John, can you pass the wrench?" A hand made from ethereal shadow phases through the floor next to you, tool in hand. | "Hey John, could you get me my car keys real quick?", I asked, despite being the only person in the living room.
Nonetheless, a cheerful "Sure thing, man!" answered, just as an arm, made of black mist and shadows, slipped through the wall in front of me, keys in hand.
“Thanks, John. You’ve always liked playing fetch,... | “Hey John, can you pass the wrench?”
John’s shadowy arm hands me the three foot long wrench as though it were made of styrofoam.
Without his supernatural strength I strain as it drops in to my hands. I raise it over my head while John’s featureless face passes back in to whatever void he issues from followed by his ... | |
[WP] "Hey John, can you pass the wrench?" A hand made from ethereal shadow phases through the floor next to you, tool in hand. | I smile and take the wrench from his hand. "Thanks, John."
I set to work tightening the bolt on the car's undercarriage. Car mechanics was something I'd studied my whole life, and I always liked to think that I was exceptional at it by myself. John and I just worked better as a team.
And it was definitely fun to see... | Your initial reaction was to freak out when the hand of what you thought was a demon tried to hand you a wrench. But as the hand rose up, a familiar, albeit darker and a bit transparent, form appeared.
It was then you remembered your greatest freind and coworker, John, has been dead for almost two weeks. He had been s... | |
[WP] "Hey John, can you pass the wrench?" A hand made from ethereal shadow phases through the floor next to you, tool in hand. | John had always been around, for as long as Jack could remember. He always helped jack out when he needed it. As a mechanic, it was quite helpful. Having a demon when you need him.
When jack was little, John wouldn't show himself in front of Jack's family so they treated him as an imaginary friend. But the drawings o... | Your initial reaction was to freak out when the hand of what you thought was a demon tried to hand you a wrench. But as the hand rose up, a familiar, albeit darker and a bit transparent, form appeared.
It was then you remembered your greatest freind and coworker, John, has been dead for almost two weeks. He had been s... | |
Death comes for everyone and everything. | [WP] Armageddon complete, one of the Four Horsemen turns to the other three. Without humanity to war, starve, or pollute; it is finally time for War, Famine, & Pestilence to themselves face Death. | War looked up at me. It was chilling. Since he was born, he'd existed in a bloody rage. Now, he couldn't be calmer. He was smiling, his eyes hooded and sleepy. Soot and ash in his hair, blood spattered over his face, and a casual smile...surreal. "Are you ready, Uriel?"
War nodded. "I'm ready, brother. I've had my fi... | We take turns looking at the motorcycle coming our way.
“Well—War. It’s been an honour working with you. Maybe I’ll see you in the underworld.”
“You, too, Famine.” War clenches his hands and pats me on the shoulder. The motorcycle grew closer.
“We all knew this would happen. We just didn’t want to—“ Pestilence cou... |
Death comes for everyone and everything. | [WP] Armageddon complete, one of the Four Horsemen turns to the other three. Without humanity to war, starve, or pollute; it is finally time for War, Famine, & Pestilence to themselves face Death. | "Best two out of three?" asked Pestulence with a nervous grin, sullied only by his crooked and wormy grin.
"This isn't a bar bet," scoffed Death. "Creation is over. It's done."
"Why not," interjected War, adding "we fight for our freedom?" Already his eyes were glowing red hot with the flames of war, his heart pound... | We take turns looking at the motorcycle coming our way.
“Well—War. It’s been an honour working with you. Maybe I’ll see you in the underworld.”
“You, too, Famine.” War clenches his hands and pats me on the shoulder. The motorcycle grew closer.
“We all knew this would happen. We just didn’t want to—“ Pestilence cou... |
Death comes for everyone and everything. | [WP] Armageddon complete, one of the Four Horsemen turns to the other three. Without humanity to war, starve, or pollute; it is finally time for War, Famine, & Pestilence to themselves face Death. | War opened her eyes. The landscape was desolate, a stark change from what it had been when she and her Siblings had been released. Tellus, Earth as the local mortals had called it, was no more. Its once green foliage and azure oceans had been wiped clean. All that remained was the hot furnaces spewing fire and brimston... | We take turns looking at the motorcycle coming our way.
“Well—War. It’s been an honour working with you. Maybe I’ll see you in the underworld.”
“You, too, Famine.” War clenches his hands and pats me on the shoulder. The motorcycle grew closer.
“We all knew this would happen. We just didn’t want to—“ Pestilence cou... |
[WP] Upon entering a "magic" school, you gradually realize you are the only capable of performing real magic. Everyone else are absolutely fakers. | Royal Blue, the ivy league of magic schools, rested flatly on the plane of desert. The sand extended for miles, and the vision would blur upon looking. The sun shone hard on the winning Royal Blue slopetops -- they gleamed effortlessly. What winning architecture, I thought, does tradition justice.
In my mind, the sch... | I think I started to notice when everyone else's familiar seemed to be an absolute idiot.
My cat familiar, Voidwalker (she picked the name), absolutely hated the other animals there. Every other cat she deemed brainless. I disregarded her claims, but I found them odd- at home she was very sweet. Here she only liked me... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". | Sam stretched out his eager hand.
One. Two. Three. Four. Four quarters were placed one by one as he counted. Sam smiled as far as his face would allow and placed the coins in his t-shirt breast pocket.
"You get your treat and come right back, ok?" his mom ordered and pleaded with a tone of authoritative... | "The boy always had his mother's eyes for him," wrote my mothers friend. "She, of course, had a very keen mind."
We all share her memories of these rare moments in time. A moment in gold passed to me.
We just cannot always see them, however, until we witness them. Or rather, experience them. That's what we were doi... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". | It felt like no more than a dream. A haze, a fragment of time forever trapped in my mind. That little man! What a strange man he was indeed.
It couldn’t have been more than three months past my eighth birthday; when upon my suburban freshly trimmed lawn, a man not much larger than my pre-pubescent stature walked up th... | "The boy always had his mother's eyes for him," wrote my mothers friend. "She, of course, had a very keen mind."
We all share her memories of these rare moments in time. A moment in gold passed to me.
We just cannot always see them, however, until we witness them. Or rather, experience them. That's what we were doi... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". | An expression of sweetness turns sour.
“Shit, it's a fucking dud”
Hastily, the short but mighty Nicolas tosses the pocket watch in his satchel and rapidly exits the hospital room, giving no thought to the confused looks and questions of the now deceased man’s family and doctors in the hall outside. Once out of their ... | "The boy always had his mother's eyes for him," wrote my mothers friend. "She, of course, had a very keen mind."
We all share her memories of these rare moments in time. A moment in gold passed to me.
We just cannot always see them, however, until we witness them. Or rather, experience them. That's what we were doi... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". | \[PART 1\]
He was strange, almost like a vision. The creased smile, the wrinkles folded into his face. Graying, frayed hair. Thin silver wire-frame glasses perched so delicately upon his nose, enlarging already fairly large orbs for eyes. I sat there, vision swimming as I saw him approach my bed. My heart monitor be... | "The boy always had his mother's eyes for him," wrote my mothers friend. "She, of course, had a very keen mind."
We all share her memories of these rare moments in time. A moment in gold passed to me.
We just cannot always see them, however, until we witness them. Or rather, experience them. That's what we were doi... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". | \[PART 2\]
The wry smile returned as the small man climbed upon a chair to seat himself. I looked across at him and he stared at the elder analog clock upon the wall opposite me. For a second all he did was stare at it until he cleared his throat.
“I’m a keeper. One who sees all,” the old man stole a solid look ove... | "The boy always had his mother's eyes for him," wrote my mothers friend. "She, of course, had a very keen mind."
We all share her memories of these rare moments in time. A moment in gold passed to me.
We just cannot always see them, however, until we witness them. Or rather, experience them. That's what we were doi... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". | \[PART 3\]
“That’s right,” the old man said softly, “you were going to take your own life, weren’t you?”
“But…”
“No. This watch saved your life, fixed the damage done. It breathed life into a damaged body, and *look*…” the man grinned, “look at the light you shined into this cruel world,”
I shut my eyes as tears ... | "The boy always had his mother's eyes for him," wrote my mothers friend. "She, of course, had a very keen mind."
We all share her memories of these rare moments in time. A moment in gold passed to me.
We just cannot always see them, however, until we witness them. Or rather, experience them. That's what we were doi... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". | “Dad... who is this man, do you know him?”
I’m not sure if my son is disappointed but he’s definitely in shock
“I’m not sure Joey but I think I do... it’s like he’s from a forgotten dream I had as a child”
I realized I never told Joey the story of where this watch is from but what was there to tell him? I wasn’t sur... | "The boy always had his mother's eyes for him," wrote my mothers friend. "She, of course, had a very keen mind."
We all share her memories of these rare moments in time. A moment in gold passed to me.
We just cannot always see them, however, until we witness them. Or rather, experience them. That's what we were doi... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". | *Everything will remain silent...*
Those were the exact words when I first got the watch from the old man. I was only 5 years old, I was 5 years old dreamer who just got off from the train with his parents. No one gave me attention except a man with a strange watch. He just said those words as soon as he gave me the w... | "The boy always had his mother's eyes for him," wrote my mothers friend. "She, of course, had a very keen mind."
We all share her memories of these rare moments in time. A moment in gold passed to me.
We just cannot always see them, however, until we witness them. Or rather, experience them. That's what we were doi... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". | Arthur was tired. His time was near. He could feel it. He ran his finger over the watch in his pocket. He traced the snake from it's mouth to its tail. He sighed. He still wasn't sure what it meant. He felt cool wind on his face from the window as he thought back to the day. The strange man who had approached him when ... | "The boy always had his mother's eyes for him," wrote my mothers friend. "She, of course, had a very keen mind."
We all share her memories of these rare moments in time. A moment in gold passed to me.
We just cannot always see them, however, until we witness them. Or rather, experience them. That's what we were doi... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". |
Finally, the room is quiet. Hours of visiting relatives could grate on the calmest nerves, and I was in little mood to be calm now. I could feel the end coming, my toes were already cold and numb, far worse than the frigid conditions of a hospital room could explain. It was almost time.
Outside I can hear my great-gr... | "The boy always had his mother's eyes for him," wrote my mothers friend. "She, of course, had a very keen mind."
We all share her memories of these rare moments in time. A moment in gold passed to me.
We just cannot always see them, however, until we witness them. Or rather, experience them. That's what we were doi... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". | “Ouroboras” He said.
“What do you mean?” I asked hoarsely. I could feel the life draining out of me. I wasn’t clinging to it anyway. I had lived a very succinct life. I had no regrets. Nobody does when you’ve lived for a 106 years.
“It’s quite simple, really.” His eyes were animated, and he looked excited.
“Explain... | "The boy always had his mother's eyes for him," wrote my mothers friend. "She, of course, had a very keen mind."
We all share her memories of these rare moments in time. A moment in gold passed to me.
We just cannot always see them, however, until we witness them. Or rather, experience them. That's what we were doi... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". |
Finally, the room is quiet. Hours of visiting relatives could grate on the calmest nerves, and I was in little mood to be calm now. I could feel the end coming, my toes were already cold and numb, far worse than the frigid conditions of a hospital room could explain. It was almost time.
Outside I can hear my great-gr... | *Everything will remain silent...*
Those were the exact words when I first got the watch from the old man. I was only 5 years old, I was 5 years old dreamer who just got off from the train with his parents. No one gave me attention except a man with a strange watch. He just said those words as soon as he gave me the w... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". |
Finally, the room is quiet. Hours of visiting relatives could grate on the calmest nerves, and I was in little mood to be calm now. I could feel the end coming, my toes were already cold and numb, far worse than the frigid conditions of a hospital room could explain. It was almost time.
Outside I can hear my great-gr... | Arthur was tired. His time was near. He could feel it. He ran his finger over the watch in his pocket. He traced the snake from it's mouth to its tail. He sighed. He still wasn't sure what it meant. He felt cool wind on his face from the window as he thought back to the day. The strange man who had approached him when ... | |
[WP] When you were a child a strange little man gave you a beautiful gold and silver pocket watch with the image of a serpent eating its own tail etched into it, now nearly a century later as you lay on you death bed the same strange little man appears to take the watch back, whispering "Thank you". | “Ouroboras” He said.
“What do you mean?” I asked hoarsely. I could feel the life draining out of me. I wasn’t clinging to it anyway. I had lived a very succinct life. I had no regrets. Nobody does when you’ve lived for a 106 years.
“It’s quite simple, really.” His eyes were animated, and he looked excited.
“Explain... | Arthur was tired. His time was near. He could feel it. He ran his finger over the watch in his pocket. He traced the snake from it's mouth to its tail. He sighed. He still wasn't sure what it meant. He felt cool wind on his face from the window as he thought back to the day. The strange man who had approached him when ... |
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