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NIBIRURain was falling in heavy sheets as the plane touched down onto the runway. As I stepped down onto the glimmering tarmac, it poured relentlessly over my cheeks, speckling my heavy coat. After the stifling heat of Florida the sensation was welcome, the cold drizzle refreshing against my skin. I inhaled the damp air gratefully as my fellow passengers ambled quickly along, huddled under their umbrellas and coats, some clutching a newspaper above their heads.More Like This
An eager smile stretched across my face as I smelt the promise of murder.
I lingered by the cab bay a moment before approaching, the night enveloping areas in which there were no lamps. As
Great moments often catch us unawarea true storyMore Like This
Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. One time I arrived in the middle of the night for a pick up at a building that was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window.
Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, then drive away. But I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door. This passenger might be someone who needs my assistance, I reasoned to myself. So I walked to the door and knocked.
"Just a minute," answered a frail, elderly voice.
I could
SimonHe breathed his resolutions into my neckMore Like This
And said, so softly
"I am undoing."
I was a blood red curtain once.
When parted, I embellished
Rooms that maybe,
One day,
Could have held the contours of his eyes.
But never, never
Would shapes be any more succulent,
Debilitating,
Than when they snagged in that pair
Of irises.
He saw a chicken scratch garden –
Inhabited the landscape –
And when I folded chair-like on his lap,
He gave me blood-kissed Geranium
Tied by my curtain string.
My own messiah, with shears and stitches,
Simon pulled my corpse
From the sylph-feigned cairn –
Enveloped me.
My mouth to his forehea
The NnaiMore Like This
THIS IS INSPIRED IN ABOMINATION BY PUKEY82 THANK YOU
The Nnai. The original version is in spanish (here), so if you see some wrong phrases PLEASE TELL ME.
THANK YOU
Called by some people "Abominations" or "The Beautiful Ones", the Nnai 1 is a race that arouses a sympathetic repugnance to all who know them.Although for ages it was believed that they were a strange kind of Illithid (for their excellent treatment towards those races), the latest events 2 that occurred in Milegu suggest that the Nnai are a kind of powerful being known as "dem nutkiae" [listen]. The dem nutkiae are a strange group of species of which bare
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