And then everybody died. Not a sound. No gory, silly, violent scenes. Nothing. Everybody except for one soul. He stood in awe, in deadly silence, and could not make sense of what had just happened... and what he was supposed to do now.
I once did a newsletter article very much like this. Just a lot of empty space followed by something like, "When I have nothing to say, perhaps it's better if I simply listen."
Dammit I thought I would be the first to mention John Cage, but now I'm too late. Way to put the horror of the void to use. My mind came up with a million scenarios, but maybe ther is no scenario...
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"Flesh fiction" oooh you clever bugger 😁
Where is all the nudity though? I was promised flesh fiction?!!! 🤔
That was genius! Freaking brilliant! Like whoaaaaa! You blew my mind!
I once did a newsletter article very much like this. Just a lot of empty space followed by something like, "When I have nothing to say, perhaps it's better if I simply listen."
I'm confused but also intrigued ❤️
A sad sad tale, but at least they found some kind of peace. Wait, who found peace?
Dammit I thought I would be the first to mention John Cage, but now I'm too late. Way to put the horror of the void to use. My mind came up with a million scenarios, but maybe ther is no scenario...
👏👏👏
If John Cage were a horror writer.
Oh you're playing curious games here. It's certainly got my brain engaged.
Great microfiction