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Round. The. Clock.     Shit, this is bad. Really, really bad. I’m beginning to panic inside, but I know I have to keep my cool. Still, I can’t believe how widespread this problem has become in just over fifteen minutes. I feel perspiration forming on my temples as I glance over at the others again. Oskar seems composed and collected as always, even though I know he’s just as tense and distressed as everyone else. Febe’s expression is neutral but she has her fingers intertwined; something she does when… Weiterlesen

Alchemoni     The tension in the air descends on us like an invisible, looming weight, so thick that even Leatherface would have major trouble cutting through it with his chainsaw. We all sit at the Table of Metal, waiting in deafening silence for the arrival of the last two Golden Elders who are supposed to be present for this meeting. I observe the expressions of all present around me, scanning them one after another. It’s as if everyone got a memo to arrive with a specific facial uniform; a… Weiterlesen

Shift     I look around, feeling very anxious, very confused, and not so very hopeful. “Kitty-Cat?” I call, feeling more and more unsure of what just transpired—or at least, what I think just transpired. There’s no response. Nothing at all. It’s as quiet as it was before she got here, maybe even more so now. I blink. And blink again. And again. And once more after that. Actually, that’s a lie. I blink several times after that, as if doing so will make her appear before me. It doesn’t…. Weiterlesen

Green Spots     My skin crawls and sets itself ablaze at the same time at the vivid, unspeakable memory. I can’t believe it. I was literally two seconds away from doing the dirty with a damned, death-dealing demon! I almost scream, resisting the urge only because the walls are paper-thin and I don’t want to wake my neighbors. Or my landlord. I place my palm over my quivering lips, not sure if I’m doing it to calm myself or stifle another scream. It was just a dream, I tell… Weiterlesen

Dreamer’s Aftermath     I wake up to the annoying ring of my stupid alarm, frantic and sweaty with my arms flailing in the darkness. My heart pounds like an oversized drum in my heaving chest, beating much faster than it probably should for a healthy twenty-three year old.  My lungs are working overtime, rapidly expanding and contracting as I breathe hard for no apparent reason. My eyes squint impulsively, twitching against the disturbance as the outline of the perpetrating object slowly comes into view. Join us or log in… Weiterlesen

Beep     Her eyes instantly go wide, her expression morphing into that of a stunned deer, as if she just got hit by a bulldozer. She looks at me with utter confusion and embarrassment, clearly shocked that I’m asking. As if she can’t believe I could ask such a thing. She blinks rapidly and swallows, averting her gaze once again. I guess that pretty much answers my question. “Ah, fuck,” I mutter before I can stop myself. As soon as the words leave my lips, she looks at me… Weiterlesen

Just One Question…     Before I can form another thought, my mind shuts down against my will, racing in ecstasy while my dick jumps like it’s on a fucking trampoline. And I’m powerless to stop it. All of it. For the first time in a long, long time, I remember what it feels like to have almost no control. Over my surroundings or myself. I have to ball my fists tightly as I continue to behold this strange, intriguing human girl, gritting my teeth against the intense, almost dangerous… Weiterlesen

Delirious Euphoria >/= Euphoric Delirium     After almost three thousand years of existence, predictability becomes a placid, enduring norm and, as such, there are only a select few, very rare occasions when something has the ability to surprise me. This would be one of them. I watch as the girl advances toward the belvedere, her steps slow and cautious, her eyes wide, seemingly in awe. Mine, on the other hand, bulge for only one reason: Absolute and utter shock. I…I…can’t believe it… For a second, I genuinely believe my… Weiterlesen

The “Soul Shark”     Two hours earlier…   Tedious. Monotonous. Boring as fuck. Somehow, all three have become the sum of my existence; the very definition of my life—if you can even call it that. I wade through countless files and backed up inventory, resisting the urge to gouge my eyes out as I try to finish up seemingly unending paperwork and listen to the tell-tale venting of a buddy who’s currently suffering from a case of soul-overload: A Reaper’s worst nightmare. The long hours—actually, more like the long… Weiterlesen

Cause for Pause     Here I am; standing in front of this human who just keeps gawking at me like an ostrich. She doesn’t even blink. Doesn’t move a muscle. She just stands there, impeccably still, staring back as if she’s been frozen in time. I examine her more closely, making sure my eyes aren’t deceiving me. You’ve got to be fucking kidding… Just moments ago, everything was perfectly normal. I’d been minding my own business in the final hours of a typical work week; gruesome and exhausting, filled… Weiterlesen