They laughed at her.

Tried to her with threats and

It would've worked, too.

On her former self.

the howling winds, she poured her will into the sacred circle.

"Burn."

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"To the evil one from a captive at each point of the pentacle."

"Er..."

"What?"

"I've only got cold fishsticks."

"..."

"..."

"Well, I suppose that'll do, but if we summon Bastet by mistake, you'll be in trouble."

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The demon king took the from the queen and put it on, expecting to become the next She smiled he fell for illusion defiantly warning his for power would end in demise as her had enough time to escape.

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Scared, to the she’d be lost—kept her bridal veil as a we’d made a vow to not part, even after death.
But isn’t in the Where it stole our vow—now by its side she too slaughters all.

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I rose up on my across a field of like a crushing it in my wake.
My premonition urging me onwards.
King Rabbit-Rabbit of the Bunny People had been captured and I, rebel Me-Me of the Meow Tribe, only one to save him!

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dark clouds appeared on the of the village. The brother & sister hunting duo, hoped to be not too late.

But then the ground shook, buildings crumbled & the dark clouds screamed in echos.


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Without warning a of razor sharp incased pairs, of death & traitor hit the train hard.

The witch had found us; we’d failed to stop her curse & were now inside her tomb full of snakes.

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Another Groundhog Day start to the week, made Fred the big mad.
He knew it was a put on him by the witch bcoz he left her to find his destiny; a destiny given as a gift. Today, with it, he’d become Fred the murdering cat.

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A move but he was always being funny.

What about his happy?..His blood helped:

Birds from all over pecked the eyes of his mocking audience. He sat in his giant bird cage—happy; The Bird Boy

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Clawing my way out of the I’d fallen in, hot armoured hands of a like form tried to me down by my feet.

I tried to call out to the other trolls but I was too late—in a bloody flash she had my soul.

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Words crashing to a halt
Lost in aesthetic saturation
blinding ignited
quiet glow
contacts of reason
shadow blooms iridescent
molten flow in crevices
slurping fluidic bliss


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The Princess of Darkness,
Consorting with evil,
Wears her protective mantle.
She tells the tale
Of monarch parents
Who sold her
For more greedy gold coins.
Now, she rages
In and out of death portals,
Looking for revenge.

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In the heat of summer

There's a refuge few know

Where the White Queen dwells

In her palace of snow




 🎨 Cecile Walton

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While Hatter discusses
the tonic in the tea
I want to munch on the cake
they moved so far away from me
But they left me a knife
I’ll soon pull it free
Damn their Yerba Mate
I’m on a murderous confection spree




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"So, after a potion, the patient had hallucinations, and claimed fairies his

"Not fairies, A FAIRY," yelled "and I did because he wouldn't shut the *&!$ up otherwise, you *&!£ing quack!"

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Sleeping in the wastes at the world's top lived a monster. Sometimes it roused in the night, screaming colors into the sky. Sometimes it lay quiescent for years, its dreams full of chaos.

When it fully woke, shelves of ice fell; crevasses gaped in the earth.

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I engaged with a Harlequin
On a weird wondrous stage
A piper scribed our lines
Our nerves he did assuage
We didn't know if his drama
Would be light or darkly tragic
But critics agreed his talent was true
Or could it just be magic?



🎨Luca Tranchino

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The is caliginous and empty, quiet as the grave.
No echo of our song could I save.
Am I lying to myself that our perfect
had meaning?
You left me here alone in the dark of the night
Crying softly as our dreams took flight.

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is there a special prayer for angels?
the world
always in pain
calls out
to the invisible healers
some are gods
and some are trees
and sometimes
the angels
hear the cry


(angel)

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Beware the Song of the Piper
His lascivious ways will
leave you rent
An epitaph to forgetful times 😽

It’s kinda magic, no? 😽😺

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