Fantasy
Imaginative scenarios, supernatural encounters, dream worlds
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Friction
The way her knees pressed against the velvet of the seat, she looked like a prayer someone forgot to finish saying.
Reduction
You have flour on your cheek, a smudge that looks like a thumbprint, and I’m wondering if you’d jump if I wiped it off.
October 14th, 9:22 PM
The mahogany desk was cold against her thighs, a stark contrast to the internal temperature spike recorded at twenty-one hundred hours.
Why Did You Press Your Mouth Against the Cold Stone?
The air in the cellar didn't just carry the scent of oak and fermenting fruit; it carried the literal weight of her heartbeat against my own ribs.
I Should’ve Just Sent a LinkedIn Request
He looked at me like I was a failing campaign he was personally assigned to turn around with a massive budget and no oversight.
Crazing
Her laughter had the texture of expensive stationery—heavy, slightly abrasive, and hinting at a message I wasn't quite ready to decode.
Fracture
Elara felt the vibration of his intent before he even spoke, a low-frequency hum that settled deep in her marrow.
Solid Smoke
Her fingers were stained purple with juice from the crushed blackberries, a messy contrast to the clinical precision of her knife work.