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| Automatic Writing: Taken to Heaven
| | The blood runs quick and quiet over the back of the sharp silver silence, quick and quiet and deadly... | | Words: | 503 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Visceral Mysteries
| | Slick and shining the organs lie in their jewelbox, precious articles awaiting the caress of the ripper's tongue. Smashing through their protective skin-and-bone shell, he had become thoroughly soaked... | | Words: | 848 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Early Choices
| | The ripper considered a long time, he considered but in the end there was only one choice to be made, who was he fooling, really? Everyone is something, you can't run from who you are, and anyway,... | | Words: | 545 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| The First Meeting
| | Mary Jane stumbles, falling forward onto her hands and knees, gulping stinging cold air into her burning lungs. The rough asphalt tears at her pads cruelly, and a distant part of her muses that she... | | Words: | 1066 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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