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As a child, I spent my summer evenings walking the North Downs. The sun, dust and open fields. There was an over whelming feeling of a disconnect. I never felt in the world, a feeling that has permeated my life since.
The world exists in spite of me, in-spite of us. The world without me was present before I was born, and will be after I'm gone. My after life will be the same as my life is now. It isn't contradictory, its a continuation. As I face my passing, I don't fear death, I…Continue
Added by Elliot Black on March 1, 2015 at 11:54 — No Comments
Ellen's Eyes Met Karen's, noticing her white Doctors coat.
“What you did, is serious Ellen. Cutting your own skin, trying to take you own life. What you're feeling is serious. I would like to help you understand it” said Karen kindly.…Continue
I thought a lot about entering this. I've had it in various forms for 5 months or so. I think it is horror, I think were moving away from werewolves and demons, and this piece is meant to explore the horror of humanity.
I'll let you judge for yourselves.
Added by Elliot Black on October 14, 2014 at 12:05 — No Comments
This was my last 99fiction entry. Its pretty different from what I normally do, and I'm not sure of the quality and how I actually feel about it.
But its posted below for any feedback!
This is the third time I've visited this place; the first was the day I met you, the second was the day we…Continue
This is an old 99word comp entry. I wrote it a few years ago, and entered recently. Its from a longer piece that links to the old man character I wrote about in "Porcelain".
He stood on top of the railing, lactic acid burning in his legs. He ignored the feeling, launching himself hard into gravity’s hands, allowing her to swiftly pull him down.
The pressure and friction of the wind screamed in his ears at a violent…Continue
“Give me the doll Annie”, Sarah’s voice was firm; she concentrated on making sure it didn't crack.
“Put her down sweetie, please”
“But Mummy, she’s dirty” Annie voice, an exhale present as she spoke, was unrepentant, “I need to clean her”
Sarah’s heartbeat rose in her ears and she looked on in horror as Annie’s childlike fingers wiped dirt and blood from the porcelain shell.
“Baby please, give her to me” the crack in Sarah’s voice no longer shackled,…Continue