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Contest entries

  • Werewolf

    It be gone man.

    • Short Story
    1 min read
  • An adventure of terrible

    Please note that this is for Thornedrose's Worst piece of writing contest, and so it is supposed to be terrible. No need to review because we are not allowed to ...

    • Short Story
    • Fantasy
    5 min read


For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein