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“From the dim-lit halls of other places, forms that never could be writhe.”

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The silo interrupted the flat, dead landscape, and shimmered in the June heat as it regarded him.

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The plump, gelatinous ball wriggled until it gave way between my teeth.

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The miles on miles of narrow, muddied path through the corn rows slid beneath my feet as the sky caught fire.

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The surgery was a wild success that let him now see a new world of dazzling striped petals, neon carapaces, and electric feathers.

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The scent of oat hay moldered as it was crushed underfoot—wet and darkened.

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He sat slumped, half naked, under the sick fluorescents.

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The surface of the bay was choked with buoys that bobbed with the hypnotic motion of the waves.

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Reality itself—the very space between them—splintered, then shattered as the dust of his disintegrating mind was fixed in a fitful, reverberating field.

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He never expected it to be this way.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
“From the dim-lit halls of other places, forms that never could be writhe.”	21
The silo interrupted the flat, dead landscape, and shimmered in the June heat as it regarded him.	21
The plump, gelatinous ball wriggled until it gave way between my teeth.	20
The miles on miles of narrow, muddied path through the corn rows slid beneath my feet as the sky caught fire.	18
The surgery was a wild success that let him now see a new world of dazzling striped petals, neon carapaces, and electric feathers.	17
The scent of oat hay moldered as it was crushed underfoot—wet and darkened.	16
He sat slumped, half naked, under the sick fluorescents.	16
The surface of the bay was choked with buoys that bobbed with the hypnotic motion of the waves.	15
Reality itself—the very space between them—splintered, then shattered as the dust of his disintegrating mind was fixed in a fitful, reverberating field.	15
He never expected it to be this way.	15