The Day Felix Killed Annette
The day that Felix killed Annette was the day I lost faith that everything happens for a reason. Mine has
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The day that Felix killed Annette was the day I lost faith that everything happens for a reason. Mine has
The crushed poppies beneath his bent knee gave off an aroma not unlike burnt sugar, as he held the apple
Just a quick note before we hop into the story – this update marks the 50th Lucid Dreaming post. That’s
“Do you want wine with that?” I demand. They are the only words with which my vocal circuits have been
I meant to say no. Knew that he intended to ask me. Knew I had no intentions of spending my
The spotlight finds me. I tremble with stillness as the first beat rocks the world. My legs lift, slowly, painfully,
Here under pines made black by light and shadows I come sometimes to sit awhile, and think. Here beside the
“But I believe in you,” she says sadly, Charlie clutched to her chest. His one button eye glares at me
There’s nowhere left to hide. I never meant this to happen. I got caught up in it; and once I’d
In a fork between two branches, I watch the forest burn. I’ve heard people call fire a living thing. I