Inspired by the Fates (Moirai). A short, rhyming poem on prompt: danger. Enjoy! A short explanation of how I got here. In the dead of night, a young woman begins to hear footsteps following her, even though there is no one around. I don’t drink alcohol. Ever. I used to.
A young man finds a mysterious chessboard set in his grandfather's attic, one he remembers seeing when he was but a kid. He soon discovers there is far more to it than meets the eye. Poem related to today's prompt "danger", this is about what society or our mind does to us, hope u guys enjoy it 🙂 © If you have decided to visit an abandoned church, in the dead of night, follow these simple instructions if you want to survive. A young woman finds herself all alone when a dark omen lets her know someone will die before the sun comes out. We saw it The warm room with a roaring Christmas fire
first rivers now paths...what is the world coming to? Some people can't resist an inevitable disaster. Sherlock & Watson are an excellent example. Have you ever began walking idly, only to notice your feet know exactly where they are meant to go? Be careful to follow that path, you might be heeding orders only your unconscious mind can hear.
(C... Shadows from the dark Will come into the light
we walk past the caution signs. stepping over the dotted lines.. Two tankas with two totally different tones for today's prompt, "danger" A poem inspired by "Your World" by Georgia Douglas Johnson A ritual to summon the Ancient one and begin your very own answer game. Remember: The truth always has a price.
(Creepypasta ritual) There was always a glint of danger in those eyes