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Daily Deviation
April 3, 2014
Unconventionally told for maximum hilarity: Taco Hell by BarbecuedIguana
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Literature
a dangerous hallucination
The light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
feel it.
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to re
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And those whoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse's shell....
And once again the prophecy is fulfilled.
This piece of abject silliness was written for Memnalar's Annual Halloween Fiction Contest.
memnalar.deviantart.com/journa…
We were each assigned a random scenario to fulfill. Mine was:
Not the easiest thing I've ever written, but in the end it proved to be a whole lot of fun. I was greatly inspired by the movie Young Frankenstein and the late great Ray Bradbury's excellent Halloween Tree - which if you haven't read you absolutely should. It's one big orange and black crepe paper love letter to the holiday of Halloween. Mr. Moundshroud appears in there, but I think he is more of a person than a walking skeleton.
And of course, let us not forget Día de Muertos. If you have to look that up it may already be too late for you.
Oh yeah, and if you count the title it is exactly 3000 words.
Until next time,
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse's shell....
And once again the prophecy is fulfilled.
This piece of abject silliness was written for Memnalar's Annual Halloween Fiction Contest.
memnalar.deviantart.com/journa…
We were each assigned a random scenario to fulfill. Mine was:
The story takes place in a coffee plantation.
The crux of the story involves someone waking up.
WORDS: claw roast acrobatic explosion
Not the easiest thing I've ever written, but in the end it proved to be a whole lot of fun. I was greatly inspired by the movie Young Frankenstein and the late great Ray Bradbury's excellent Halloween Tree - which if you haven't read you absolutely should. It's one big orange and black crepe paper love letter to the holiday of Halloween. Mr. Moundshroud appears in there, but I think he is more of a person than a walking skeleton.
And of course, let us not forget Día de Muertos. If you have to look that up it may already be too late for you.
Oh yeah, and if you count the title it is exactly 3000 words.
Until next time,
Try to enjoy the daylight....
Mature
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I didn't think it was that funny, but it was very fun to read.
The image it painted in my head was very colorful, literally, and the atmosphere was very nice.
Awesome job! You're really good.
The image it painted in my head was very colorful, literally, and the atmosphere was very nice.
Awesome job! You're really good.