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100 words of Cadin+CrenSummary:100 words of Cadin+Cren by ~parallelgrapefruit
A one-shot based on Cren & Cadin, based on a prompt with random words on it. Contains mild language and some references to violent, lewd, or otherwise inappropriate subjects.
She sat there at the edge of her bed, stretching her arms and sighing. I wanted to doubt that she was doing it on purpose, but I couldn’t pretend to think her intentions were still innocent when she started getting liberal with the lotion.
I had to see her again. I simply had to, no explanation necessary. The need to get to her room right now was even stronger than my need to tear the throat out of the scumbag she called a
The Hypnogogic HereticSauntering though surreal surroundings,The Hypnogogic Heretic by ~parallelgrapefruit
Steering the solid soul through the dense spruce.
Lacking the balance, the symmetry, to navigate the trunks and bodies,
looming luridly over one's head.
As the footsteps churn tattered leaves underfoot, the great expanse of sky is raging.
Sanguine light, and the trees and trunks and bodies become,
turning literal, great craters, masticated by huge yellow bridgework of the Scourge.
A crackling sheet of shadow coats the ground behind,
the eerie resonance not unlike burning parchment as it tails closely at one's back.
It emits a cool aura, chilling the bones, but not the flesh.
Beating hearts are no long