He/him. AI-free. Lives in Bangalore, India.
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumbered here
While these visions did appear.'
And a free story accessible to everyone.
(Although if you become even a free member, you will receive the story in your mailbox)
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And a free story accessible to everyone.
(Although if you become even a free member, you will receive the story in your mailbox)
www.patreon.com/c/lucidillus...
#FlashFictionFriday #FridayFreeRead #WritingCommunity
Everyone is welcome to join the physical media fan club. I am so glad the idea of owning entertainment has come back in vogue.
But if record prices keep going up we're going to need to thin the Gen Z horde.
Thank you for your attention in this matter
Everyone is welcome to join the physical media fan club. I am so glad the idea of owning entertainment has come back in vogue.
But if record prices keep going up we're going to need to thin the Gen Z horde.
Thank you for your attention in this matter
If you hate ICE and love horror and Weird fiction, please take a look at our current, very specific and necessary sub call.
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If you hate ICE and love horror and Weird fiction, please take a look at our current, very specific and necessary sub call.
cursedmorsels.com/submission-c...
You can listen, or ignore
Or drown out with all the machinery
Of C Minor or of bhairav or
Construction site or dawn strike
But the world will eventually
Bury you and morning
Will make its own music.
You can listen, or ignore
Or drown out with all the machinery
Of C Minor or of bhairav or
Construction site or dawn strike
But the world will eventually
Bury you and morning
Will make its own music.
It's a madhouse of a novel. Feverish dreams that all the early psychoanalysts would have chortled and rubbed their hands with glee over.
I don't quite know what I just read. Need to mull over it a while.
It's a madhouse of a novel. Feverish dreams that all the early psychoanalysts would have chortled and rubbed their hands with glee over.
I don't quite know what I just read. Need to mull over it a while.
GIVE IT AWAY GIVE AWAY GIVE IT GIVE IT AWAY NOW
GIVE IT AWAY GIVE AWAY GIVE IT GIVE IT AWAY NOW
GIVE IT AWAY GIVE AWAY GIVE IT GIVE IT AWAY NOW
GIVE IT AWAY GIVE AWAY GIVE IT GIVE IT AWAY NOW