Promptober 2025 Day 14: Grave Dirt
The soil of Flanders Fields seems to seethe beneath Agatha's feet as she walks through…
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The soil of Flanders Fields seems to seethe beneath Agatha's feet as she walks through…
Read More"Is it gonna have to come off?" the workman asks, his bared, gangrenous leg stretched…
Read MoreChappell slams Ira down by the throat and watches the fear in his eyes evolve…
Read MoreIra owes August Castaigne big for pulling his ass out of the fire on his…
Read MoreGriffin is ducking through a parking garage, hoping it'll be enough, when he feels the…
Read MoreAgatha laughs, smile red as blood and teeth gleaming, and leans in against the arm…
Read MoreSometimes it's just an urge. An itch he needs to scratch. He just needs someone…
Read MoreHe hardly cares whether he's safe or not. To drown in this creature's grip would…
Read MoreThere's a strange static, running beneath the voices. Emil ignores it at first, but it…
Read MoreBelatedly, he remembers girls are supposed to be careful of their clothes. He should probably…
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