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Nightmare Scape #49
Sleep leaves the waking mind.
The floor rises with hope.
Crashing down into despair.
Standing in the bridge of an unknown ship.
Everything is rusted iron and flaking paint.
Staring out of the broken glass.
A dark sea floods over the rusted flight deck.
Full steam into the abyss.
The controls are jammed.
The vessel deserted.
Full steam into the moonless storm.
The wind blows through the bridge.
The foam swells over the decks.
Rising hope filled waves.
Crashing into despair.
Full steam into insanity.
No escape from the uncharted ocean.
Your screams are muffled by the thunder.
You can’t wake up…But you do.
Published 15th Jan 2025
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16th Jan 2025 3:26pm
16th Jan 2025 3:58pm
Thank you for your words of strength.
The ending was an addition.
A way back from the dark.
Kind regards
James
The ending was an addition.
A way back from the dark.
Kind regards
James
