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Monday, March 15, 2010

Nailpolish and Gruesome Stories

Oh wow I haven't painted my nails in a long time.. Time to debate over silver or black. I feel more silvery today. :)

I'm writing a story for AEP that is really... Well I can't find the word to describe it. Here, read some: (Tell me whatcha think...)

The corpse twitches once more and pulls me down. Get up Nessa, get up! Try as I might, the corpse is stronger and pulls me closer, clutching me in a bloody embrace as the other corpses twitch to life and onto me, descending upon me with the angry song pulsing within them. The white fear dances with the song, as the doubt screams along. Every cell of my body vibrates with the harsh melody, attempting and failing to block out the sound. I open my mouth to scream once more, but more red comes rushing out. Everything is no longer a bright red, but a horrifying bloody black. Onyx and ruby intermingle, harmonizing with the song, until everything is dark once more.
And call this a delayed reaction, but I start screaming bloody murder. Literally.

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