For you, I need to take a slow moment aside. You've set the scene so well - the applewood memory still burns. At the end of a dry well of words, the echo of truth hums and time answers to no one. Beautiful!!!
"Reality ceases when there are no more words.” What a powerful, terrifying sentiment. You captured that single, never-ending episode of sleep deprivation so well. The imagery of the golden, hammered bodies of those creatures will be stuck in my head all day.
Fascinating atmosphere
The atmosphere here is thick — cabin fever in every sentence. Beautifully bleak.
that was awesome I'd say more but I'm having cursor problems
Wow, very powerful text. It really lingers between the lines ✨
the truth is what’s not said. Happy to see you
For you, I need to take a slow moment aside. You've set the scene so well - the applewood memory still burns. At the end of a dry well of words, the echo of truth hums and time answers to no one. Beautiful!!!
i slow down and sit quiet with your work also, im a fan of yours.
I was so 'embraced' by the applewood smoke - and then "eewww"! Thanks for the new nightmare. 💜
sweetness of death in smoked meats
Mmmm…smell that deathly goodness…
Great usage of words to create a terrifying scene.
hope it leaves a mark
Of course! Your writing is amazing.
You have an amazing mind!
too kind
"Reality ceases when there are no more words.” What a powerful, terrifying sentiment. You captured that single, never-ending episode of sleep deprivation so well. The imagery of the golden, hammered bodies of those creatures will be stuck in my head all day.
no words, no thinking, no reality, that’s when the spiders will come for you
😳 so wonderfully terrifying
welcome aboard
Of course you love to write...if I could do it as you - I would be infatuated with it