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12/31/2019 6:03:51 AM Sally Harris Posts: 6	She is trapped in a mind that twist and turn... Her hands are sweaty and her heart begines to burn. The demons that once was her comfort are now her torture. The walls in this castle are made of stone. And every room has a memory unknown. She screams but they are silent..
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12/31/2019 6:04:23 AM Sally Harris Posts: 6	Help
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12/31/2019 6:04:56 AM Sally Harris Posts: 6	Sally harris wrote: Help
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12/31/2019 6:05:52 AM Sally Harris Posts: 6	Sally harris wrote: She is trapped in a mind that twist and turn... Her hands are sweaty and her heart begines to burn. The demons that once was her comfort are now her torture. The walls in this castle are made of stone. And every room has a memory unknown. She screams but they are silent..
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1/1/2020 1:05:23 AM Jack Webster Posts: 255	Breath is a needle Sharp enough to pierce thick, impenetrable stillness. Breath by breath leathery silence is stitched, silken steps of a silver mind passing through passing through passing through the horror always emerging free on the other side.
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1/1/2020 1:09:45 AM Jack Webster Posts: 255	Do not look into the future as if you are an owl staring into the dark trying to count the hairs on mice; You haven’t the eyes for it. Do not look into the past as if you are a stone Sphinx transfixed and fixed in place trying to solve it; You haven’t the time. Let your gentle eyes see the moon and know its light Is already coming from tomorrow, and the darkness will be gone. edited by superlativedeleted on 1/1/2020
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1/14/2020 5:51:09 PM Warren Mbaht Posts: 10	She is trapped in a mind that( twists and turns )....Hands are sweaty and her ( heart burns )....demons that( once were)....walls (of this castle ) Is that what you wanted Sally? edited by Warrenmbaht on 1/14/2020
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