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To my Brother, from Black Eternity
This is a story you’ll remember in your darkest hour When all other friends have flown Because you can change a phone number You can black out a thousand drunken tattoos But you can never forget the unfortunate, infallible truth That even though your humble narrator has proven they can find you (with ease) In… Continue reading
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This is a story for the three outcasts out there reading this post.
Unnamed Rock Opera, Take 1 INTRO Scene – ZX sits alone at a desk, shrouded by black curtains, face obscured but eyes slightly backlit blue by the Kali Linux dragon in the dead of night. Zyklon (Speaking, slightly animated but mostly bored): I have a persistent delusion Where I question the… Continue reading
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It Was Never a Dream
After over a year of silence, like Independence Day on a Christmas Eve that never ends, I have returned. There is No God of Time and Death: There is Only Maha Kali For how long, I do not know. How many of you thought that I was dead? Ha! I was just hung up on… Continue reading
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I once knew a lady with a catlike heart She’d pretend to be your friend and then tear your life apart. She’d ruin your trust in others with her blatant lies, And her cats would wait to eat you when your body dies. I met this sick, strange woman in the dead of night She… Continue reading
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New Poem: “A Blood-Drenched Bed of Stars in Blackest Igvarmord”
Go on, don’t be afraid. Lay down on “A Blood-Drenched Bed of Stars in Blackest Igvarmord.” Continue reading
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Breaking the Mold With A Poem Instead of a Story: Suicide Stargazers
I’m still in the middle of writing my next two stories, but I wrote a weird little poem with Xzyruz this morning instead. Continue reading
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New Story: “The Valfarian Armies Were Always Real”
Xzyruz wants you to know that he listened to Aces High “at least 300 times” while writing this. He even had it on loop while he slept on the couch. Continue reading
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Xzyruz wrote a story.
You can read it here. But not if you don’t want to hear about traumatic, graphic descriptions of suffering (including vivid imagery of suicide). Then you should probably read something else. But it’s the first one he ever wrote in the New Millennium. So it would be cool if you took a walk through the… Continue reading
