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At Midnight A shark smiled at sea but no cucumber stank feet so I dove towards the Sun where three ravens played guitar. Oh - howled the stone before it sprung grass on the ocean floor. Who will play Chess with me? Wondered a lonely whore. - F H Hakansson
A Wizard's Curse "Reveal thyself, my Master, for I heed your final call." Old man with cane in hand moved from shadows to the land. He appeared to a courtyard boy who sought a kingdom to destroy. "Bleed death on shining armors, kill all those who aren't farmers, I need their toil for winters come, … Continue reading XVII: A Wizard’s Curse
A Dream A final touch completed his model; A castle of ice on glowing brimstone. He smiled upon the impossible His thought had changed the world. - F H Hakansson
Eyes "I have seen the end, and the future of mankind. I tell of visions and warn leaders of demise, yet who heeds the call of a blind and poor monk?" - F H Hakansson
ALARM at 6 AM "Awake, awake, a dawn awaits. Do not look left, do not look right, keep all heads straight, or fall behind. * Work and toil, tomorrow's another chore. But know of reward and promise at last when soil falls upon your brow." - F H Hakansson
Art A flower did blossom but none watched its grace. A framed flower hung in a foyer. All stopped to praise its beauty. - F H Hakansson
Human Will He took another bite, moaned to himself, and closed his eyes to dare dream of pleasure. Beyond brick walls; an explosion that shook Earth, and the sound of muted fire. - F H Hakansson
Found this while browsing the "Writing" section of reddit. It's short and straight to the point. - F H Hakansson
Curve My home touched Earth. In sleep I could not see. Tall towers of glass rose above. I awoke but could not move. Even air could not breathe. - F H Hakansson
Well A foul creature rummaged the mud. No sunlight shone down the bottom of the well. Ragged corpses and mocking skeletons His only companions. Jagged teeth and broken nails scratched the stone walls. "I want out!" The echo drowned his roar. One last breath and all would fade away. Beyond closed eyes a spark of … Continue reading V: Well
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