i n F l e u  (it's beta!)

LOG  IN  OR  SIGN  UP



golden_orchids

Depths

410
Mon, 11 Aug 2008 at 12:53pm

untitled

Descending into the depths fascinate you do they not? they certainly do I All around is a murk blues and blacks colliding forced together by infinite pressures Blind white eyes Pale orbs floating in the darkness Monsters of hell watch suspended immune to the pressure The suffocating tonnes of black-to-blue above crush crashing down upon the descending mind we us we have all experienced this in our lives the grip of illness forcing the descent into the jaws of hell into the jaws of the beast creatures horned, tusked, bladed and spined lurk I think its the endless murk that does it you need a good murk in order to lurk aha The depth the weight it confuses the mind and you I we Start making statements like the above then the monsters close in and all that is left is the hangover.
One other likes this.
2008-08-11
The commendations this piece recieved in IF1 were: 0 minus votes, 1 plus votes, and 0 astars.
imagination
2008-08-12

Ahh haha, I love it. It's good how you put a whole new spin on things. I have personally never had a hangover, so I can't really relate, I just like the way it is written.

'you need a good murk in order to lurk

aha'

made me laugh

-Gee

golden_orchids
2008-08-12
ha thanks :P I'd say you are one lucky lurker :)
kluny
2008-08-13
hah, this is cool, goldy.
golden_orchids
2008-08-20
thanke shaaaaaaaaaaaanikins