Final Destination

Writing Prompt: "You have died, and then you find yourself standing over your body. You see that the Grim Reaper has come for you, and.. no twist, he’s just doing his job. You’re disappointed in the normality of it all actually." "Wake up," A voice called out to me and I shot up into a... Continue Reading →

Blessed Are The Dead

Writing Prompt: "Fear not the necromancer; His is the tireless arm that defends our land. There is no greater service one can offer the realm than use of that which you no longer need - your body after death. The duty of the living is to live. The duty of the dead is to serve... Continue Reading →

The Leaky Kitchen Faucet

Prompt: The leaky faucet in the kitchen was dripping as if someone was tapping out a lonely beat on a drum, like a broken clock struggling to keep time. It felt like the world was slowly unraveling and comping apart. I thought back to that morning when... ...our pipes froze the morning of my eighth birthday.... Continue Reading →

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