Author: Elora
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Phantasmagoria (1995)
I had been looking for other point and click puzzle games for awhile now, and after playing Harvester, I found Phantasmagoria. You play as Adrienne, the main protagonist, who has just moved into this giant mansion with her husband, Don. You play by mainly exploring the mansion and discovering the secrets within it. Judging by…
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Roblox: Weirdcore
If you haven’t played Roblox, you at least know what it is. I was exploring maps made by users that weren’t monetized or promoted by Roblox itself, so they are only findable through searching tags, through users profiles, or attached to groups. They are the maps that are never featured on the front page, and…
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Waxed Seal
An envelope sealed with a wax kiss. My lips; the letter; in fear of themselves. The year of sprinting backward, in motion of memory’s death. She no longer had the gift; taken from her by virtue of the Lord; a graveyard of unopened secrets had been explored in vain, and in this vain it was…
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Caught
The weight that falls before me is crisp Depth of it seems almost unworthy to mention But every time I imagine the signs of death It becomes of me dead and delighted To part onto a new soul who isn’t willing To fall; it is but a deadly turn that Life calls sooner than intended,…
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Untitled #1
Nothing like tomorrow; you dream it’s another but nothing seems quite too desolate. Incompletely seeing the punishment beneath your skin- you have no idea the consequences that enter my bones. The bones autotomy to enter your heart and destroy it – you defame the latest penetration of the stone cold knife. When you’re alone you…
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Whore
virginity divine, beyond all Godly signsa fate held to heart, ignoring the flesh’s state of artheavy toll of morality, cannot let go of brutalityraped mind, cursed assignedthe wicked sex that was demanded of me two sides, one bride chosen for the partdeserted at the alter, unbelieved and questionedparasitical wisdom forever forgotten by the wise onesred…
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Stuck
stuck in silenceshared filth of arousali wipe away the sweatcarried by Mary’s resemblancei shed the firethat left me brandedcounterfeit vision torn downgood riddance to the bull’s head riches around passed lightlytorching the fueled pariahsjaguar crouched, turned into pennieslost and wicked graced, found deadlyin the path of eternal repugnancepreviewed for all, for all come none
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Null
I feel it slipping away easier, faster; that now short lived ease of existing. I soon might slip away again. A downhill rot; a deathly sickening breathless moment. There is something confusingly terrifying about the draw toward misery, and why it comforts more than comfort itself. I seem to find myself being constantly pulled toward…
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Fractal
Awakening, a process in which the delight of mind is spoiledIn the spot of the coil deep, a woeful heart toilsNot a same way forth is foundThe road is woven backwards in soundSafe is the wary toward the ground moldedOnce broken is the shed of self sacrifice coldMove into the glimmer of a fractal soul
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Sick Ones
Peace be unto you;Primordial season to fall into a dream true Hands a plentyScarred for the last… many awaken to come It is of the voidThey come from Umbra thrallsAre all you seekGhouls and sheepYou are the weak Tools are heavy in your mindGluttony causes you blindLust for knowledge, it is so weakYou fall into…
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