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A Short Story of Falling
Experiencing other login problems? Catch the nightmares, catch my dreams, ensnare my childish fears. Protect me, Catcher, put me down and watch me sleep to-day. The morning comes unfiltered the cycle is broken for now Oh Catcher! My faithful night snatcher! Laid a kiss on my wavering brow.
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Mydriasis Aletheia Jul Revengence Story. We all have something to disguise beneath this corporeal face, Something we keep hidden from all social grace, some barbarities would not fade, some malefactions are too great. I do not condone the violence of such furious vengeance, There is no solace to be found in it. That does not mean I cannot appreciate; The Champion Nemesis. With lights off but the engine on, Roll out and get your gameface on. Who's praying you'll defend those feeble lies again?
Silent under the dark while on the hunt. Esther Krenzin Jun I loved this Eric in the Black Panther movie, and I felt so bad for him. His whole life he believed in a dream. His whole life he believed that he could make a difference, and fight for those who are oppressed. He just wanted to help. Herbie Mackentire Apr The ride of my life short story. I'm on a train. One of those red ones with black trimmed windows you can imagine rolling through the suburbs on the way to NYC.
Not a subway car but a classier vintage with proper rows of cushioned seats and a lever to pull if there is an emergency. There are sparse shrubberies on one side of the tracks and the ocean on the other. Young trees and bushes stroll by. A little wind is pushing off the ocean, massaging the car ever so gently back and forth as we move along. A gentle click-clack is on the tips of our ears. We got on together. I hadn't known you for very long but the connection was stronger than anything I had ever felt or have since.
You practically sat on top of me for the first few miles. The edges of your lips turned upwards permanently as if you were always at the verge of a laugh. You interlaced my fingers with yours and held on like you would be ripped away if your grip loosened for even a second. Slender fingers holding so tightly that they were becoming red.
You were excited to to be riding with me, about where we were going and all the things we would do when we got there. I would see you peer out of the corner of your eye, then lean over to brush your soft cheek against my budding stubble. Kissing and gently biting my lips insatiably.
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The suns rays coming in at an angle and lighting up your perfect smile and dimple. I had to remind you we were in public.
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I was lost in your blonde curls and the incense of your neck. I had fallen incredibly hard and so fast that my face hurt from smiling and my heart beat with vibrations I had never known. Not even a whiff of anxiety or neurosis. Some of the best memories of my life, as fleeting as they turned out to be. I yawned and you put your finger in my mouth. Maybe it was and maybe it is.
The waiter came and informed us that a thing called "the bar car" existed.
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We both jumped at the idea. I didn't exactly notice at the time, during our excitement, but that's when the train started going faster and everything out the windows began to blur. The bar car was a wild ride and we took advantage of our lo'cal.
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