For the past nine years, Zayan has spent Furlough’s Eve with his dead husband. The face isn’t quite right, but everything else is exactly Jaxel. Their tenth night of Furlough will be just like the others. Won’t it?
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Something wicked is afoot-foot-footing where no one seeking daylight is a-looking. Has apocalypse forsook me? How does a soul bloom a single—or even sometimes two—of the thorny wicked rose? Isn’t it, though, particularly peculiar, looking down from up below?
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A legend everyone knew; one with roots running deep in our small town. I spent my whole life refusing to believe in The Orchard In-Between…right up until the day I needed the story to be true.
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The first warning from Shahalavane speaks of the Trucovee Tree and the cursed Vale beyond — where the Muckleshings wait beneath black waters to stir once the sun goes out and casts the vale in cursed dark… patience is the predator.
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It didn’t arrive with a label. No note. Just a box, waiting. Inside was the face I’d asked for…almost. Close enough to make my breath catch. Close enough to wear. And when I slipped it on, it blinked when I blinked. It smiled when I smiled. Everyone believed it was me…the real me…Even me.
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We were mid-moan, tangled in sweat and sheets, when I looked up—and it was there. Too tall. Too still. Watching with eyes it doesn’t have. I didn’t scream. I couldn’t. I just kept choking on fear while he kept moving, unaware we weren’t alone.
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A frosty morning in the days before Thanksgiving reveals an unusual visitor: a very strange turkey stands in the center of your yard. What begins as a simple encounter quickly spirals into something surreal and unsettling.
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We met online, like so many others, but what we found together was something rare. Something lasting. Something that changed me forever.
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Discover a haunting twist on childhood tales as a boy learns the truth about the Tooth Fairy. Delve into a world where innocence meets unsettling reality.
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In a world where choices spark unforeseen consequences, one student grapples with a mysterious voice guiding their decisions. Explore the tangled web of events leading to unexpected chaos and redemption.
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It's too late to wake...The Voidspire has you now.
You've joined a cult. Yes, this is a cult. Oh what a nightmare!
You! Of all people! What would your mother say?
You may think this happened against your will, but I assure you, it didn’t. You agreed when I lured you in with my charm, a gift or your own curiosity. Whatever. Who keeps track? What's important is you're stuck here. This tale is endless and you're part of my story now.Â
You're about to find yourself where every Unboundling begins: an entry-level Lürkmire with dark aspirations of rising through the ranks. Feel free to complete your profile or leave it blank, we've no profile completion expectation---actually, there's two rules here...the first is, don't get overwhelmed. I will be around to answer all of your questions along the way. You're in my netherscape now but I won't let any harm come to you...probably...the second rule is: keep Him everdreaming, placid, coiled and always endless sleeping.
Welcome to the Voidspire Consortium
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