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The pristine white corridor of reincarnation continued for eternity. There was no end in sight; it simply stretched into a gossamer white nothingness that was blinding. Featureless and amorphous it seemed to twist and distort as Yune tried to traverse it. No matter how far she attempted to walk, no matter how fast she ran, no matter how hard she yelled, nothing changed. There was a faint noise, like a thousa...
TW: abuse, stalking The farmhouse on the hill was a lonely place. It had once been a bustling farm. Many years hence. Now however, the dark stone building stood like a headstone in the hills. Alone. There were still chickens. A handful of sheep. One old belligerent mare. And a barn cat of midnight black. And, if you believed the rumours, a solitary witch. A thriving herb garden. A brackish pond with geese in the summer. The house itself was as old as the hills. Still standing by some act of nature. The stones used ...
Dismantling her childhood wall of books, Annie was struck violently by a relic from her past. A small yellow-covered book. Hardback. About the size of her palm and slimmer than her pinky finger. It hit her in her left temple. Bounced off and skittered away, almost frightened, beneath her bed. She staggered back, grasping the stack of books already in her arms to her chest tighter. Sighed. Sweat had coll...
‘I have a crush on you.’ The second the words fell out of her mouth, Eve slapped a hand over her lips. Pressing them back in. Even to her own reflection, she seemed panicked, feverish; red cheeks, bright eyes and a hint of mania. Barely herself. Had she ever looked this excited before? Could she do it? The bedroom door behind her opened and she whirled, pressing her back against the mirror. Her s...
Hi! My name is Hannah and I'm a 28-year-old writer living and working in Tokyo. Follow me on Twitter: @Hannah_Aimee_17
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