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Consumed by everything Torn apart and released fragmented Used over and over again   An inescapable never ending cycle My existence a constant sensation of   Consumed Broken Released Repeat A pain so effortless to its inflictors It is the first thing they learn The first action they take They destroy me these masses with every breath

It seems harmless a kaleidoscope of experiences A wave of memories and fragmented stories Until they find your fears drowning you in purgatory In your most vulnerable state unable to wake Swarming you with dark thoughts until your break Bolting upright through ragged breaths whispering it was a dream You’re wrong it was a nightmare

    It’s just another day at the office. The air is filled with command calls and the smell of flowers. The flowers I sent Lily are being delivered. I anxiously watch as the deliver boy walks up to her.      He announces “Flower Power Transfer to Lily Williams” with a spin he tosses my letter onto her desk and presents the bouquet of white hydrangeas to her.    She takes the bouquet exclaiming “Flower Power Transfer happily received!”      I watch as she opens and read the note “Here are flowers you'll actually enjoy.” She chuckles and smiles at me.    I walk over with a vase offering “Gif

    The cities dotting earth are so alive, even in the dead of night something is happening. Happening right now on a little street corner is something rather interesting. Echoes fill the alleyway as a young man with a chupacabra tattoo hidden on his back marches down the dark and narrow space, his fists itching for the upcoming fight. Right across from the alley is his ex-girlfriend’s apartment her name is Venus, she has an infant named Lily who loves horses especially one with wings, but that’s not where our young chupacabra is headed. Envy or some relationship tiff is not what fuels him, that would be rather vanilla not worthy

    The Dionysus Expedition lead by Captain Rex Morris housed the most diverse crew ever. The Dionysus itself was built specially to support this diversity. Countless effort and funds was put into ensuring its success their maiden voyage however failed and after an extensive study of the expedition the National the Pangaea Space Exploration Incident Council (NPSEIC) have discovered why and have prepared this formal statement on behalf of the National the Pangaea Space Exploration Council (NPSEC). It should be disclosed that the contents of this statement have been authorized by the parties or next of kin of the deceased involved.    We wil

    I have found that many people insist on preparing food in complex processes and rituals in the attempt to impress their guests. These rituals take place on more then the customary festivals and instead whenever one is having special guests (the definition of a special guest varies depending on the host). As a frequent special guest I have been a recipient of several varied complex dishes consequently I decided to try my hand at this custom of elaborate meal preparation. Every meal I have had at these events has included a specialty of the host and through some experimentation I have created my own specialty that brings me a surging sense

    The speakeasy was filled with people, cigarette smoke, smooth jazz, and her intense personality. A lit cigarette hung in her slender hand, imported of course. Everything about her was highly specific to the corner store she bought her cigarettes from in Chinatown to the terrible moonshine in her glass which if you asked about she would then tell you a tale of twin hillbillies out in backwoods Kansas. Her stories didn’t change the fact that the moonshine tasted like piss, that wasn’t their purpose.              If you wanted to know why she was in a back alley bar in the early morning you would have to look at her other hand.

Chapter One: The TransactionPart Three        I walk through the door and make a beeline for my room. I immediately collapse onto my bed. What am I going to do?    Hel’s voice remarks “I’ve been pondering the same thing.” I open my eyes and standing above me is her. I jump in shock and back myself up against my door. She’s a towering figure that seems to be made of shadows. She walks around my dark room her body faltering in the tiny amount of light filtering in through my blinds. I watch petrified, it was one thing when she was a reflection but this?      Hel corrects me “Hidden, not invisible or a ref

Chapter One: The Transaction Part Two    Just as expected school is as dull as ever. I tune out Mr. Jacobs and fiddle nervously with the mass of bracelets around my wrist covering my scar. It itches like crazy, but if anyone saw it I would be swarmed with questions. I glance around the room at the various jelly bracelets and shiny belts, I look just as normal as all these other people trying to look unique. I resist the urge to chuckle to myself from my deep insight on the mainstream plebian culture, not that I’m any better. I turn to stare out the window and a scream threatens to burst out of my mouth. I swallow and digest what my eye

Chapter One: The TransactionPart One    Deep breath, I’m ready. I tightened my grip on the knife and prepare myself for the searing pain to come. I can do this. I close my eyes, nothing. I open my eyes and flex my hand nervously. The knife is hovering hairs above my wrist. Ugh, I’m such a chicken. I gather up my courage.    Shit, it hurts. Of course it does I just cut myself. I thrust my bleeding wrist into the chalk circle. I struggle to keep my arm steady. I grab the piece of paper next to me and almost knock a candle over in the process. Keep it together Claire. Just recite the prayer: “Oh great ruler of hell, hear my