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Honeysuckle whispers came from room 13, tightening on my ears like jumars with each passing hotel patron. They came in reality's gloaming & rose vernal to midnight perceptions, making old paths seem grim with sanguine love songs.
"They're just people."

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2023-03-07

One by one, the guests began to arrive to the Mad Hatter's tea party. The table was decorated with wildflowers. All sorts of cakes were mouthwatering. A piece of sponge cake was already in front of each guest expected except for one plate where Mad Hatter always sat.
D1

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2023-02-07

D2

My latest WIP (and longest to write by far) is The Weather Regulators.

It's the fantasy story of Tippi Potts. A young girl desperate to work with dragons, even though everyone else seems out to stop her.

It's got lots of twists, turns, and a fair helping of humor.

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2022-01-11

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Jenny brushed her fingers over a woodland scene and galloping hooves echoed around the gallery.
“Step back,” she said, as a gorgeous pure white unicorn leaped from the painting, landing on the wooden floor.
Sophie gaped.
“Go on,” offered Jenny. “Give her a stroke.”

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2021-11-06

I'd prayed on graceful wraiths to swing my cold body to hands warm like the dandelion ropes I used to leave in the sun--but knew sacrifices spidered our town & "helpers" would sooner suck blood off entrails axed & skewered in selfishness. 3

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2021-10-06

With one day to go, and so many amazing stories happening across how will they all end?

This month has been epic, with everyone creating a storybook of musical magic.😃

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2021-07-10

His bluestone eyes housed manifold stories of serrated tongues chasing his broken breaths in edged wonder. I deduced they were healing warriors seeking sweet zephyrs where insanity's blade was always a heart away. We all needed an amaranthine world. 4

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2021-03-04

Their unheard melodies took chaos & journeyed them through shadows heavy as graves until they became obsolete; & she harboured the pain as scars on her skin with no tensity. Over time, daisies grew in their place. Paw prints trailed behind her. "구미호." 3

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2021-03-03

His voice is unmistakable. It's a secret note left on forgotten petals that stain my yesterdays—a melody heard in beloved fictional gardens brighter than noon walks in orange groves with a friend. I remember it most while eating buttery mash. 5

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2021-02-06

Such innocence reminded me of a love I felt was lost when all could be forgiven in fuzzy socks with hot chocolates in hand. What if I told you sorrow is only an arch to walk through and Daffodils are true kiss' reflection to anticipate for the right time? 6

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2021-01-16

I happened upon a door to treasures hidden in sight—a rumoured sea of constellations and sunken lights. Temptation isn't always bad, you see. It gives us optimistic license to doors closing off missing worlds. 4

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2021-01-14

Time seems among near & distant thieves in those moments—an elephant of loneliness' delirium—but time itself can be an enjoyed miracle within the fog, like peace in knowing Rudolph's nose is lighting the way. 5

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2020-12-11

The weather is sultry as warm fudge on ice cream, the wind a messenger for baby birds crying in their nests, and my soul is ready to walk along these beautiful distractions w/ you. A w/ our world. 7

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2020-11-08

I'll sit patiently on the swing my Nana used to play on and find solace in the fact that our futures move way beyond barriers seen. I'll notice that hopeful shock of green amid browning leaves and bared branches. 4

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2020-11-05

Some believe these dreams foresee potent hopes for harvest. If true, I'll exuberantly return to our land of abundant waving poppies to view restored voices w/ fingers crossed, head haloed w/ sunflower petal scraps. 3

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2020-11-05

Day's onuses don't always spill into nights. There are peaceful hours when we may fall asleep with kisses tucked in our sleeves, a dream of narwhals in the sky waiting. 1

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2020-11-03

One October night, I sneaked out after bedtime to meet our scarecrow. The front doorknob moaned like trapped spirits in the basement & what crept from its crevices stained my gown like blood. I felt vengeance in that scarecrow's eyes upon 1st sight. 3

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2020-10-07

Under keen observation, the gruesome stew appeared to be a mixture of impaled limbs, sigil-branded skin that'd been rolled like my favourite cakes, & curious objects that screamed like bored cave ghosts. It tasted lifeless as its ingredients. 1

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2020-10-05

Sunlight tears into the unwonted town once owned by night as Wolf Eyes & co. run the demon knave widdershins into a corner. Its greed bleeds w/ acrobatic sleekness into the ground & you rise as though winged by angels. Sleep paralysis be damned. 7

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2020-09-13

But your deception fails. The space between lemonade skies' rescue & the void's jealousy becomes filled w/alexithymia again; & the being drinks it from your bluing lips. 𝘙𝘶𝘧𝘧! 𝘎𝘙𝘙𝘙. 6

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2020-09-12