Pictures and words breed stories, large and small. Here's a collection of works that I've written based off of pictures I've found and words I've been given by my friends
This is primarily just to try and combat my writer's block haha
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A god is buried here. It feeds the flowers as it rots away, roots latched onto its flesh like an infant clinging to their favorite person's finger. There's a scream in the distance. The mountains shift ever so slightly. Boulders tumble down as if they were hot-footed Hermes delivering messages from a crumbling Olympus.
Stray petals dance a violent waltz in the wind. Birds take flight. Rodents cower in their dens. A soft ringing fills the air as the field splits in half, and decayed hands claw their way out of the depths.
