A Future Without Blue
Humanity’s impact on the planet
Its hue became vile.
Like salt in a neon wound.
Septic in our filth.
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Arian Clark
I have a passion for writing and always wanted to do it. I’ve decided to push myself and put my content out there. I love writing horror, fantasy, romance, and adventure tales and I hope you enjoy them as much as I love writing them.
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The Nowhere Train
…Choooo, choo, choooo… Choo… Choo, choo, choooo… Choo, choooo, choooo, choo… “What is that? A train?” I mumbled as I reflexively rubbed my eyes, allowing a static cacophony of phosphenes to erupt behind the lids. But something felt strange… I suddenly realized I was sitting upright – not in the familiar warmth of my bed. My body also recognized the gentle shake and shudder of movement, as if I was in a vehicle. With confusion forcing a shiver up my spine, I blinked to get my vision adjusted to my surroundings and took in the small room I was in.
By Arian Clark2 years ago in Fiction
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