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       #Post#: 1838--------------------------------------------------
       Illecit Pages ~ Malplenan's Writing Jail
       By: Malplenan Date: August 3, 2017, 9:43 am
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       (tbh it's probably too dangerous to let it stay in here even)
       TIME FOR GvE FANFICS.
       Soon.
       After I finish procrastinating.
       #Post#: 1844--------------------------------------------------
       Of Fear
       By: Malplenan Date: August 3, 2017, 9:56 am
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       Of Fear
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       These nights were dark. I walk the streets, the moonlight
       casting a faint shadow, walking alongside me. The stars twinkled
       over the black canvas. My red and gold scarf floated after me. I
       kept sensing someone behind me, yet there was no one there. I
       must be paranoid. I hugged myself, rubbing my long sleeves to
       keep myself warm.
       I wanted to touch the walls beside me, to understand the
       history of this strange place. Yet I know I was being tailed. I
       must lose them fast.
       I broke out into a run, my vision switching involuntarily. The
       walls became clear, and I saw that they were abandoned. The
       trees appeared to be fake, for there were no veins within them,
       nor roots under the ground. I looked behind, and I saw a
       skeletal figure after me. I hope it was just my vision affecting
       it, and not that it was an actual skeleton.
       Now assured of my danger, I turned off my vision and continued
       running.
       My hearing then turned on. There was a loud pop, but I heard
       nothing. There should be something. A whisper from the past.
       There was none to be heard.
       I raced on. I could see the forest up ahead.
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