Horror's Story
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Horror is an interesting person, and by far the most difficult genre to get ahold of.
It took me forever to convince him to sit down and have an interview with me, and most of the questions he answered by physically showing me what he wanted me to feel from him.
He made me mourn, he made me panic, he made me feel lonely, he intensified my fears.
I almost feel sorry for him now, because he can't feel love, or compassion. Just...a cold and pale creature; strong, bloodthirsty.
His eyes hold all of the pain hiding in this world. He made me curious, and I paid for that curiosity in full.
He showed me the souls of fallen heroes, screaming in the dark. He showed me what it feels like to be helpless to a force I can't control.
He wrote me a narrative to read.
It's perfect writing material, if tamed correctly.
Compilation of stuff I wrote in 2015-16. I was 13 or 14 years old at the time, so it's interesting to look back on it sometimes. It's marked as complete, but I've left some things unfinished because I don't remember remember my plans for them.
IrvingGFM for the cover art, and Hallowtide's graphics. Check him out on Deviant Art.
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