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WrittenInMyDarkHeart

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LECTURES 189
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Parties 4
Durée <5 mins

WrittenInMyDarkHeart

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Best ranking: Paranormal #151 & Short Story #504 
There is a tale of a curse that is thought to have been lost within the pages of history. It is inevitable that as the modern world evolved and began to learn more, it began to forget more. 

The curse is one of the things humanity forgot. 

It starts as a darkness that silently creeps into your mind, devouring parts of your mind and spirit. You begin to hear a soft whispering in the deepest parts of your brain...voices that seem to pierce through your skull. Then slowly, ever so quietly, it begins to take over. 

Once they select you, you can't escape. It is impossible. They are now a part of you. Who are they you ask? 

They are the voices.

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Book One: Pandora, écrit par Raising_the_TenSean

Peace. Peace is subjective. If one were to truly think about it, peace is not possible without the suppression of something. While this sounds bad on the surface, there is a reasonable justification for such a thought. The world rightfully chose to suppress the wrongful urges within us because we knew that it would bring us peace. The past is simply a reminder of the repressed darkness within, and, with such erased from our minds, we have no presumptions made towards one another; we are in peace. When those come against our peaceful ways, they too must be suppressed. But who decides what is darkness and what is not? Who decides what should be suppressed?

DISCONTINUED, écrit par dancingfarmanimals

Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

𝔸𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕋𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕠𝕨, écrit par Afteratlife

The world did in fact not end with a bang, but a whisper. Nothing was left but a suffocating stillness. The air was thick with ash, the remnants of humanity left to crawl through a poisoned wasteland. The whispers of those we had lost haunted us. The line between predator and prey had began to blur. The dead did not rest but it was the survivors that plunged the earth into darkness. I had grew to watch the accustomed look of desperation between my group. Haunted by my past I became a distant memory to those I once looked to for hope. They just didn't understand that biding time wasn't a blessing, it was a curse. And I realised, as the sky grew white-the end was never the worst part; it was what came after. ---------- Book series: Book 1- In the Afterlife Book 2- Ashes of tomorrow

The Witch in the Woods (Bill Cipher x reader), écrit par AThousandFandoms

A week has passed since Weirdmaggedon happened and Bill was 'defeated.' Everyone had already gone back to their normal lives under the 'forget-about-it' movement that was input. You did the same though it was less normal than everyone else's. You have a reputation around the town as a witch. Cliche, yes. Untrue, maybe. You suppose it stemmed from the potions and herbal recipes you tend to make for others. Or possibly from the fact that you live in the middle of the woods in a small house made of mainly wood. Either way, when Bill shows up at your doorstep looking worse for wear, you figure the only thing you can do is help him....But then what?

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Suburban Nights, écrit par RainElectric

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Sweet Tooth {Among Shepherds and Sheep Series}, écrit par CVBlackCV

Have you ever pursued perfection to the edge of madness? Have you ever craved it so deeply, so desperately, that you would descend into darkness and sacrifice everything just to obtain it for a single fleeting moment? In this world, he is the architect of eternity, the master of what is pure and divine. And what is a God to do but answer the prayers of his followers? *Content Warning* It's best to read this story with no context, to let the twists and shadows unfold without warning. The themes within are extremely dark and contain highly graphic violence, explicit sexual content, and grotesque imagery that are not suitable for all readers. This is not a story for those who need trigger warnings. If you do, there is no shame in that, but this story is not for you. Here, you will find no love. No happily ever-after. No redemption. What awaits you is only despair... and damnation. For those who choose the dark path that lays ahead, I hope this story consumes you. May your teeth rot from the indulgence. Read at your own risk. This story is completed.

Blackout. [COMPLETED], écrit par evemaym

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Lost In Time, écrit par wolf_16

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Peace. Peace is subjective. If one were to truly think about it, peace is not possible without the suppression of something. While this sounds bad on the surface, there is a reasonable justification for such a thought. The world rightfully chose to suppress the wrongful urges within us because we knew that it would bring us peace. The past is simply a reminder of the repressed darkness within, and, with such erased from our minds, we have no presumptions made towards one another; we are in peace. When those come against our peaceful ways, they too must be suppressed. But who decides what is darkness and what is not? Who decides what should be suppressed?