I’m starting to think the dream is dead.
We never practice and it’s not just because you’re all over - I’m not seeing dedication - look how many days I practice and you never show.
I’m starting to think the dream is dead.
We never practice and it’s not just because you’re all over - I’m not seeing dedication - look how many days I practice and you never show.
For those who don't wanna visit the bird site, here's the full list of what's coming.
Its not a prompt.
It’s literally what I’m leaving to do in 15 minutes.
If I don’t post again, know I’m likely skinned alive in an old rural Florida cabin surrounded by alligator swamp.
A man with a history of drug abuse and schizophrenia has isolated himself in a haunted house in a southern swamp. He claims he hears people in his attic and dogs surrounding him. He’s taken into a clinic.
Now family have to go to his home in darkest night to collect the dog.
Its not a prompt.
It’s literally what I’m leaving to do in 15 minutes.
If I don’t post again, know I’m likely skinned alive in an old rural Florida cabin surrounded by alligator swamp.
A man with a history of drug abuse and schizophrenia has isolated himself in a haunted house in a southern swamp. He claims he hears people in his attic and dogs surrounding him. He’s taken into a clinic.
Now family have to go to his home in darkest night to collect the dog.
A man with a history of drug abuse and schizophrenia has isolated himself in a haunted house in a southern swamp. He claims he hears people in his attic and dogs surrounding him. He’s taken into a clinic.
Now family have to go to his home in darkest night to collect the dog.
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Me too.
Me too.
Me too.
Bad news: The Sun is gone.
Bad news: The Sun is gone.
It's why so many old horror novels are "I'm visiting an old friend from university days, I need solititude and to go on long walks through ruins or the moors".
Cue: the suspicious locals, the strange creature in the window/side of road, the nighttime whispers or a beautiful woman.
It's why so many old horror novels are "I'm visiting an old friend from university days, I need solititude and to go on long walks through ruins or the moors".
Cue: the suspicious locals, the strange creature in the window/side of road, the nighttime whispers or a beautiful woman.
Alex Thomson quite literally invented the way I think of fantasy in my head for 40 years.
Alex Thomson quite literally invented the way I think of fantasy in my head for 40 years.