They had been walking for weeks, if a such word made any sense anymore. The old horse was tired. Every day they had to carry more of the equipment themselves.
To the south there was nothing. The last people they had met…
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Knowing Too Much and Nothing at All
Originally posted on Flash-365:
A shower appeared in my bedroom thirty seconds ago. No, not a shower. A tube of…
Psychopomp
Succubus victim
Originally posted on fauxcroft:
She was his succubus One he could not control One that dominated him That took him…
Death of the Indestructible
By Ellen Grace They were in trouble. They knew they were in trouble. The ship had been hit by a…
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