it's the end

it's the end

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jun 20, 2024
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Fiction
Horror
It's the end and everyone is lost. River is lost. What to do when you're just a flower with a dying stem? You have no choice, but to fall, be plucked, or allow yourself to die; however, you'll die either way, so what will the last flowers on this dying stem do? TW: bl00d, g0re, d3ath, violence, child abuse, domestic violence, abuse, s3lf-harm, sewer slide implications, cuss words, and probably more Please be patient with uploading schedule, I am slow at times and I do many grammar checks. If you have any questions, then please directly message me or ask in the comments. I really appreciate feedback for improvement and overall opinions! Chapters will become longer if time and motivation allows.
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Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death. Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth. I am useful, never loved. I am used, never thanked. I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted. I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness. I have accepted my designed fate. Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing? What will happen if I give in...and love? What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life... Worlds End. RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and over

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