It began with an ending, the last dregs of moon light sparked my desire for the retreating figure of my arch nemesis.
Predestined to end me.
The End
Where i empty my mind
Where i empty my mind
It began with an ending, the last dregs of moon light sparked my desire for the retreating figure of my arch nemesis.
Predestined to end me.
The Mind Junkyard 
Dark and foreboding! Love the tension.
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Thanks Susan 🙂
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While there’s much more that I want to know as a reader, as a writer I love that you left us hanging with this tension and that final line. Well done!
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Therein lies the essence of writing, enthral the mind. Thank you 🙂
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