Ett spontant stycke text...
Den här novellen blev aldrig färdig, utan jag fick snarare en slags inspirations-kick och skrev några rader. Mer än så här blev det inte.
"The neck ended where a head should have been; instead there was a fanged mouth; always biting, gnawing, from which a foul ooze poured, emitting a stench so horrible, that plants would rot and decay in its prescence; I lost my breath and stumbled backwards at the sight of this malleus creature, this beast from the deepest pits of the abyss..."
"The neck ended where a head should have been; instead there was a fanged mouth; always biting, gnawing, from which a foul ooze poured, emitting a stench so horrible, that plants would rot and decay in its prescence; I lost my breath and stumbled backwards at the sight of this malleus creature, this beast from the deepest pits of the abyss..."
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Postat av: Sarah ''Jigsaw'' Giercksky
wow jag ryser när jag läser det här stycket :P
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