Echoing rain, piercing thunder, occasional blinding flashes as the lightning streaked across the pitch black sky. This was the weather tonight for all who were watching. All who were listening. Whether it was because the thunder had woken you with a start, or you took enjoyment out of watching such storms play out while battling your insomnia, the storm didn’t care. It carried on. Cracking the silence of those who slumbered unknowingly about Mother Nature’s warnings to remain hidden under the safety of the covers, it didn’t care whether you listened out of enjoyment or terror.
This was the weather for such a night as this.
I Have His Eyes
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Ten minutes.
Charles Lee Ray has been staring at his own reflection in the bathroom mirror of his and Tiffany's trailer.
For ten.
Whole.
Minutes.
Ten, silent and excruciatingly painful minutes.
People have always said he looked like his mother. They had the same auburn brown hair , same ivory skin, even the same smile. And though people have
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GHB x reader
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Nashir Makara, better known as The Grand Highblood stepped out of his house an agitated face gracing his painted features. The violent troll took a step forward already ready to rip someone’s face off for some unknown reason. Unfortunately for him, misfortune struck him and he stepped over the step up right before his door plunging down and landing on the drop, his other foot still on the higher up slab of concrete. Looking down below him he noticed something peculiar. Straightening himself, he reached down and gently picked up the box as to not completely destroy it and rip it into a million pieces. The small box was purple with wh