One short story a week, whether good or bad, and i'll give myself up to three weeks for the bigger 12+ page short stories.
The plan has been made, now the hardest part, living up to it...


Family Tears Enclosed inside the colorless walls of the hospital were many sullen faces, their skin hung far off their visage, weighted down by an ever present worry and sorrow, and wrinkled by an uncontrollable anxiety and fear. The faces watched with sadness and joy as the more fortunate patients stirred, conversed, or paraded about the somber halls unashamedly, located in a world of pure bliss in which nothing but ecstasy, new beginnings, and reunion walked its lush green terrain. The faces observed, smiled, and laughed for it gave them hope that their own situation would turn out the same if not superiorFamily Tears
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find me a storm where the wild winds blow.
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Always looming, always shrouded in darkness, the shadow.
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Always looming, always shrouded in darkness, the shadow.
but no, I don't. It would be rather neat, but no lol
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what's it going to be then, eh?
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Always looming, always shrouded in darkness, the shadow.
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"I am the master of my faith,I am the captain of my soul"
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Always looming, always shrouded in darkness, the shadow.
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