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  • Treading Water.
    She was swimming in it, the darkness. All around her, it was black, except for the occasional pinprick of light in the distance. Porchlights turned into glowfish, gentle, watery lights swimming in place. Treading water. 1 As more time passed, as she swam further along the path, the hills on the horizon became a s
    by WithinYourEyes on Sep 21 2:19 PM, 100 words. → Make first comment?
  • Dilution in the Moonlight
    All life had ceased to exist. Isn't that what darkness meant? Or was that only inside her head? She had been alone in the dark so often now that everything was jumbled. Once, she had read somewhere that people tended to avoid the dark of night. (Normal people), she thought, discluding herself. (I love nighttime. The
    by WithinYourEyes on Sep 21 2:14 PM, 200 words. → Make first comment?
  • Pulse
    Pulse. It's such an odd thing, the drum that's pounding. The beating of a heart. Pulse. Smiles hiding just below, the surface is about to blow. When everything goes, you'd better watch out. Pulse. Nuts and bolts are coming loose, fixing me is not much use. I'm just waiting until I come unhinged. Pulse. Keeping time w
    by WithinYourEyes on Sep 9 2:36 PM, 100 words. → Make first comment?