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The Pale Shade: Part II

The sickly sweet stench of sulfur permeated his nose, lingering for a time as an unwelcome guest until deciding to finally kick down the door and intrude upon his lungs. It was hot out here, so unbearably hot. And that damned specter just kept looming over his monitor, deleting all of his hard work. “Metaphors,Continue reading “The Pale Shade: Part II”

The Pale Shade: Part I

The writer had come a long way in the past few days. Though he’d remained somewhat hapless in his wanderings after the departure of the strange ringed being, he had found much more comfort in Gloonur’s presence after he’d stopped being such a downer. Of course, the damn elephant kept trying to revert back toContinue reading “The Pale Shade: Part I”

Thoughts On: Gloonur

This blog has had a much rockier start than I’d hoped for, but a much better outcome than I expected. First, I want to thank everyone who has been reading these posts. It’s been one of the most heartening experiences in recent memory to read all of your positive, thoughtful comments, and to hear aboutContinue reading “Thoughts On: Gloonur”

Gloonur: Part IV

The writer meandered, wandered, and ambled his way toward the horizon. That is to say, in the desolate inferno he had found himself in, he had actually lost himself. “You don’t know how to get back.” The damned and damnable elephant at his back commented. Gloonur had long ago stopped phrasing his interactions as questions.Continue reading “Gloonur: Part IV”

Gloonur?: Part III

“You’ll never overcome those thoughts that way.” Spoke a voice from the shadows. Had there always been that much darkness in the corner of the room? “Damned if I do, damned if I don’t. I can try not to think about the thing and end up there anyway, or I can think about it. AContinue reading “Gloonur?: Part III”

Gloonur: Part II

“If you don’t do it now, you’ll never do it.” Gloonur crooned, forelimbs crossed underneath its arachnid-like head for support. On a normal elephant, it might have seemed endearing or innocent, but on the neon-pink monstrosity, it was just more nightmare fuel on the bonfire. It tilted it’s head, eight mismatched eyes focused unerringly onContinue reading “Gloonur: Part II”

Gloonur, The Optimistic: Part I

Splat. Splat. Splat. The words dripped onto the page slowly, delicately. Each one was a complete work on its own, chosen specifically to fit- A leaden foot collided with his floor, sending a rumble through his body and cutting the flow of words. The writer paused. He didn’t want to acknowledge it. The words resumed,Continue reading “Gloonur, The Optimistic: Part I”

Last Week’s Thoughts: Churg’x

First, let me say that the next part in the writer’s story will be coming soon. Second, I would like to try out this kind of post for the first while, to try and dissect what I mean when I write the posts about the demons. I feel this will be helpful for two reasons:Continue reading “Last Week’s Thoughts: Churg’x”

Churg’x: Part III

The page languished, having remained untouched for uncounted minutes. The writer, however, anguished no more over the page’s distress. It could remain blank for now, and that was fine. “You know, I never realized there were quite that many layers to hell. Used to be, people thought it was nine. Kind of like the planets.”Continue reading “Churg’x: Part III”

Churg’x: Part II

The writer ground to a halt, like rusted gears turning against one another. The page before him had sat blank and unfulfilled for so long now that he wasn’t sure if there were ever a combination of words which could fit in the space. “It really doesn’t seem like you’re trying harder.” The horrifying tentacledContinue reading “Churg’x: Part II”