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Smoky cave - dim.
Yellow eyes - gleam.
Wooden nib scratches
On dirty parchments.
Broken nail scratches
On a withered lingam.
Awful predictions creep
Like beetles, damn, -
Wars,
Death,
Calamities ...
Scratch, scratch, scratch ...
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it has a nostradamus feel to it
it reads really well and the itchy bits made me smile.
different and original.
thanks for the read ris
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This piece feels very sensory, evoking an air of claustrophobia, almost like being buried alive beneath those dark predictions. Good work Ris. But why the language warning?
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe
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I agree with jack, this had a great vibe to it... that special hyper-awareness given by the fever of madness.
PS. If you can, try your hand at giving some of the others a bit of feedback. If you already have, thanks, can you do some more?
