by murasaki.eschatological@gmail.com | Mar 5, 2022
MISBEHAVE It’s dark. More than usual.We advance silently down the hallway.The handcuffs grip my wrists but don’t inflict too much pain.My insides twist, my breathing becomes short and labored as we advance.I know exactly where they’re taking me.The...
by murasaki.eschatological@gmail.com | Feb 19, 2022
SHAPE YOUR THOUGHTS Momote looks at the canvas.What she painted does not convince her at all.She runs her hand through her two-tone hair, squinting to get a better look at her details. “It’s all wrong,” says an echo that only she hears. Momote shakes...
by murasaki.eschatological@gmail.com | Oct 10, 2021
Omi’s Nightmare Sounds of footsteps and hurried, irregular breathing.Omi feels his legs give out and is forced to slow down, then stop.How long had he been running?He leans against a fence to catch his breath.His heart pounding in his chest.He turns to see if...
by murasaki.eschatological@gmail.com | Sep 25, 2021
AFTERNOON BREAK Merry has been sitting at his desk for hours.He had spent the entire morning researching, stopping only to quickly eat his lunch, and now that it was time to put ideas together and write, inspiration was struggling to come.The orange light of the sun...
by murasaki.eschatological@gmail.com | Aug 24, 2021
A QUESTION OF CHARGES When you accept certain games, you have to prepare yourself to accept all kinds of rules, from the most unpredictable to the most bizarre. Today’s rules are very simple, it’s the purpose of the game that is peculiar.”How long do...
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