Flower Garden 2/3 #3 by =Redherochild
Flower Garden 2/3: Day in the Life final“So, how long have you been playing the violin?” Misu asked, taking a sip of her drink. Emma had offered to buy coffee for the three of them, and Misu and Leila had accepted (though by this point, Misu’s drink was mainly sugar). Emma shrugged. “As long as I can remember, honestly. I didn’t try to make money off of it until I came to America, though.” “When was that?” Leila asked, forcing her gaze upwards to Emma’s face. “Oh, about six years ago.” Emma said. Leila’s gaze dropped back to Emma’s chest. “Where did you live before then?” Misu asked. “MyFlower Garden 2/3: Day in the Life final by =Redherochild
Last Rites - A Dead Horse Rising FanficI don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to write, so I need to put this down as soon as I can. I can’t even remember my name, or where I lived, or anything. I can remember a word, “Signal”, and a number, “9”, which must have been important to me, but I can’t remember why.Last Rites - A Dead Horse Rising Fanfic by =Redherochild
I almost killed a man today. I tried to eat him, myself and several others. My memory of it is fuzzy at best, but I think he got away. Two of the others got shot after being stunned by a bright light, but I was able to run away.
I’m not sure where I am now. A basement, I think. Others like me are here, in various stag
The Dead HouseAt first glance, the mansion seems perfectly ordinary, blending in with all the other old homes that make up the neighbourhood. But if one observes the mansion for a while, they begin to notice oddities. People walking down the street subconsciously move away from the mansion, and those that stay and observe it for too long report strange sensations, of pressure above their eyes, of feeling like something is crawling up their spine and below their flesh. The locals say that it is unhealthy to stay too long near that abandoned mansion, and the ruined hut and dead garden behind it. And though this unhealthy influence cannot be identified, thoseThe Dead House by =Redherochild
ReflectionsReflectionReflections by =Redherochild
She lives alone in her mansion, a building made completely of mirrors. Every wall, floor, and ceiling is a mirror, placed at a perfect angle to ensure the illusion of endless space. The mirrors are made of a substance unknown to all but her, and the polished surface seems immune to dirt and scratches, while at the same time, it absorbs all sounds, so that the interior of her abode is almost completely silent. The only room in the house not mirrored is that which contains the necessities of life: shower, sink, latrine, and crates of food. She only leaves her home once per year, when she goes shopping. She buys a full ye
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