Feral Heart - Day 1

"The brilliant glow of pearl moonlight trickled through splits in the midnight clouds. A landscape previously masked in darkness warped as it bathed in the monochromatic beams: wicked shadows came alive under the grasping tree branches, every bump...

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Feral Heart - Day 3 (1/2)

"The town was furious. They demanded retribution and there was slim chance that they'd take no for an answer. Terror had polarized the inhabitants, and all social constructs seemed to collapse in the interim, but the shift in position was swift and...

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Feral Heart - Day 5

_"The image of the town was soon entwined within the overlapping branches that lined the path he trod upon, vanishing from sight. Slung across his shoulder was his rifle. On his back, the few belongings he still cared about. Around him, the soft thrum...

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Dog's Life

Caleb frowned as he strolled past the playground on his way back home. Sighing briefly, he walked on dejectedly. Ever since moving out, life had really battered at him, leaving him a lonesome depressed husk. Rent costs, chores and constant stress...

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Midnight Massacre

An obsidian sky hung over the man with a heavy overcoat that clung to his shoulders. An eerie abode soon came to view, and with huffs of condensed breaths, the man rang the doorbell. There was a low thrum of beating and jubilant ambiance that bled...

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Feral Heart - Day 4 (2/2)

_"Missed. The blaze of fire and smoke drifted away like a parting curtain. Mark had missed. The barrel dipped to the earth, as the realization set in. There was no felled corpse, no fading life._ _The one shot that mattered, the one he had hung his...

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Feral Heart - Day 4 (1/2)

_"The smoking rifle clattered to the ground._ _There was a war, but in it, there were no strategies, no combatants, no battlefields. They told him to stop, but he couldn't. His life was defined by his success and to take that away was impossible....

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Hollowed Heart

"Hey boys, get a load of this." The man with the hoodie held his phone up. His friend peered at the screen and smirked. "The idiot and his bitch." A third nodded, tapping a bat on the ground. "The idiot and his bitch." 'Enjoying the new phone,...

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