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And the stars fell out of the sky…
» Posted By theimpact On 01.28.2011 @ 3:44 pm
Locked in among the wayward spirits, I stood alarmed. I stared upon the door at the top of the long, spindling stair, a small streak of light emanating from beneath. Terror manifested itself in a high scream as I clung to the rail, ascending the staircase at a blinding pace. Skinny fists pounded the door, my legs kicking and lashing about towards the hard, ungiving wood. My cries were heard, but not recognized. My captor had no ears for them, except as payment during my torture. I gave up at last when a misplaced kick sent me tumbling down the stairs. My wrist hurting from the fall, I clutched it, sobbing as I dragged myself towards the blood-soaked walls. Trapped beneath the city streets, in the cellar of Hell.
» Posted By theimpact On 01.25.2011 @ 6:07 pm
Cover-ups, conspiracies, the extraterrestrials shoot past not noticing their rocketing shuttles and saucers tear into our governments attempts of secrecy. They crash, abduct, observe. Amused by our antics, oblivious to the terror, intent on examinations of the humanoid race and our culture.
The stars are their home, among the interstellar communities of distant solar systems and galaxies; our humble Milky Way their playground. Orbits unknown to us house their surprising environments. We are not alone on this trek of existence.
» Posted By theimpact On 01.24.2011 @ 7:43 pm
The solution to life is irrelevant, meaningless. Solving the impossible makes life seem less full, more useless. The endless equation of lifeblood written upon the slate of the universe, spanning dimensions and eras with ease and conquest; competency, conscious thought, salvation from idiocy in it’s wake. Divine hath solved, lest ye continue on the path without meaning, without thought.
» Posted By theimpact On 01.23.2011 @ 3:49 pm
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The inferno leapt towards the inert form plastered to the top wall of the mantle. His eyes blazed in fear as the thick brush of his tail caught embers, his fur singed and smoking from the heat. The ashes afloat on the heat-laden air swirled upwards, sapping his strength and pride. His supply of energy waning, he clung desperately to the charred brick.
» Posted By theimpact On 01.22.2011 @ 7:24 pm