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fandomtownies2015-12-18 09:13 am
endsthegame) wrote in fandomtownies2015-12-18 09:13 am
In Dreams, All Across The Island, Friday Early Morning
It spread across the island like a wave, invisible, tangling fingers into sleeping minds and pressing tight. Into the minds of the dreamers, a vision appeared: a small, white candle, burning... burning...
...the flame opening black eyes and staring...
It winked out.
But it had spit its flame into each scar that it could find, and it pulled on it gladly; nightmares descended upon Fandom's minds, as they would on the island itself when morning broke.
At sunrise, they would be flesh.
...the flame opening black eyes and staring...
It winked out.
But it had spit its flame into each scar that it could find, and it pulled on it gladly; nightmares descended upon Fandom's minds, as they would on the island itself when morning broke.
At sunrise, they would be flesh.