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Submitted to Contest #262
-some language-self harm I scream, for even my thoughts boil. I’ve gotten too hot. The sweat is gone if I ever had that. I am as dry as the sands beneath my feet, made to be at the mercy of hot wind, winds that feel like licking flames consuming and wearing away their hosts. They’re dry winds and they strafe across me. It’s dark and there's only a single light above, piercing me. This light does not illuminate and with that, I cannot see what is ahead, so I’m forced into thoughts, forced to know the bottom of my feet burn above biting sands....
Submitted to Contest #134
‘And the angels who did not keep their positions of authority but abandoned their own home—these he has kept in darkness, bound with everlasting chains for judgment on that great Day’ - Jude 1:6 There comes a point when you dream about it, when the drill of the memories infect your mind when you sleep, piercing down through the skull and weaves into all of what the mind wants. The urge to look through it ...
"I give her the Crescent Sea." I answered Lunacia's father, emperor of Chanati, with stubbornness. My head was low and my arm upon my one knee as I knelt before him. I wished to persuade him and win over a wife. "That is what I give her. Of all the men to fail the endeavors of your great vision, none have bestowed upon you your wishes. I crushed the Selacian revolt and crucified their leaders. I enslaved the Chanokic and you've made a standing army out of them. I even claimed the Province of Chanati. The lands we so stand on now. If you h...
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