The night they closed the doors to her temple, Death ran shrieking through the city walls and streaming down its empty streets- not one person would die in their sleep tonight. No touch of cold would lull them, no quiet poison would sweeten their dreams, and no gentle kiss would bid them farewell; she would peel their souls from their flesh and bones and remind them of what it meant to die in pain.
Adrenaline racing through my blood, I tore through the forest faster than I knew was possible. I could hear it coming, closer and- I let out a yell as I ran into something squishy, red, dripping...
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Her eyes widened and a feeling of hopelessness overcame her as she discovered the empty container in the trash. Somebody else had eaten the last of the ice cream.
EVERY DAY MIGHT NOT BE GOOD... BUT THERE IS SOMETHING GOOD IN EVERY DAY.
Don't be sorry your darkness is gone. I'll carry it for you. Always. I'll keep it with mine.
The boy checked under his bed, in the closet, in the drawers, and even on the ceiling for monsters, but he had checked all the wrong places. He should have noticed the fanged teeth when his parents kissed him good night for the last time.
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I took turns with my sister to watch our favourite series on TV. Then the news appear and a headline catches my eye, it is the start of a period of suffering and pain..
"I'd rather sink trying to be different, than stay afloat like everyone else"~SRK~
(Improving on Remembrance's story) The thunder outside boomed out as I watched the electricity lines fall down onto the road, and as the lights inside flickered out, the simple beeping confirmed my darkest fears. "You've been disconnected from the Internet."
Water is everywhere... giant whirlpool... can't breathe... rancid liquid going up my nose, burning... some stinky brown logs floating past...
I was getting a swirly in an unflushed toilet.
Dumbledore: "Now, it's great that you've been saving the school and all Harry, but unfortunately your grades have been a tad low, and, well... perhaps Gandalf could explain it better... hit it, Gandalf!
The craving... it was getting so strong... he decided to give in, and he ate himself.
Dumbledore: "Now, it's great that you've been saving the school and all Harry, but unfortunately your grades have been a tad low, and, well... perhaps Gandalf could explain it better... hit it, Gandalf!
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