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Mortality of an arachnidToday I found a deceased spider. It lay on its back, arms crippled inwards, motionless. Never being fond of spiders or anything with more than one eye, you should think I was at ease knowing this arachnid (of large size) was no longer with us. But I found it oddly disturbing. The later spider had previously weaved a large web in the outhouse covering a whole shelf, I had no knowledge of whether it had laid eggs or not, its eating habits or any such details. But it seemed to futile. A thing of such great predatory skill, a crafts worker and artist so great to simply spend its life weaving.Mortality of an arachnid
It dawned on me like never be
by ~Nicklore
Joker of loveThe singer screamed. Jack rocked his foot slowly to the beat of the music, rhythm 'n' blues. His eyes hung on the girl at the bar, and her breath-taking looks. Finally Jack pulled the gazing peepers back to his friends, they sighed in unison knowing the lovestruck despair of their friend. Eddie leaned forwards to part his wisdom. “A faint heart will get you nowhere, tell her that you love her.” “Tell her that you love her” Jason parroted as usual. Jack brandished his playing cards once more, observing his poker hand, the game his favorite pet. Smoke swirled around the bar, the atmosphere relaxed, laid bacJoker of love
by ~Nicklore
ScriptScene oneScript
Fade in:
Dark hotel room, black and white. Jonas is pointing a gun at the gang boss. (Tears in Jonas’s eyes.)
Jonas Cane. (v.o) Looking down the barrel of my smoking gun I wonder how I got here. (Pause) It all started with Scarlet. MATCHBOX JOE(Boss). (Same time as Jonas) Scarlet.
Ambient sounds like a clock or the wind. Soothing jazz. (b.g) Sharp cut:
Fade in:
EXT. A seaside balcony – Night Sound of waves and the seaside. Sombre atmosphere. .JONAS CANE and SCARLET stand on the balcony emotion
by ~Nicklore
Darkness-Working titleThe sun shone so bright it burned my eyes. I laid facing up in pain all around my body. Damp and cold I shivered letting my eyes focus, as things became clearer the sun, I had noticed, turned out to be an ordinary street light. I rose to a sitting position on the cold hard tarmac shaking my head to make sense of what’s happened. I noticed blood dried into the road next to where I had been laid down and broken glass along with my broken mobile phone. I couldn’t remember what happened to me all I knew was I was in the street on my own. The street was also unfamiliar, a standard straight road with two story houses on both sides aDarkness-Working title
by ~Nicklore
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Got yaGot Ya!Got ya
Shh... Hush! Move softer than a leak! Creep and crawl, slither and scatter With your feathery feet, walk still Or else, our plans of jest will end!
Titter, totter... There's our target! Now, move even closer to peek Is it clear? Are we ready to launch? Count to three and we will soon send!
1... 2... 3! Colors form a streak Across the sky and down the ground. Splash! Splosh! Another on the cheek! Water balloons, fire! Fire at will!
The target sees and goes ballistic! Victory is ours, First of April!
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Like a Moth to a Flame“The world is not what it used to be.”Like a Moth to a Flame
‘The world is never how it used to be.’ I want to say but I remain silent, sitting, watching. My brothers and sisters are flying. In the air they dance to and fro, basking lazily in the moon’s glow.
“I do not know the moon. I’m not sure if I’ve ever known the moon.” One of the older moths whispers, “There are so many moons, so many suns and stars…I am sure the world was simpler once.”
And indeed there was a time when world was less complicated, if the stories that have been
by ~LadyDoom
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