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2 months ago

all the hot girls are chasing a formless void of energy, a concept really, dangerous and cunning through the woods in search of answers, seeking to know the truth behind the entity and subsequently, themselves. Being aware that knowing will ruin them, drag them down with the insurmountable tide of despair that keeps cresting time and time again but, not knowing will leave them with a gnawing creature in their chest, ripping out and eating their heart like a sick parasite or an obsessed lover.

bring your cameras


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3 months ago

My favourite niche of horror will forever and always be lighthouses. The isolation. The dread. Whenever a protagonist is in a lighthouse, they’re cut off from the rest of the world. Especially in horror, the atmosphere of terror they create is peak because it’s a simple enough space to navigate with not a lot of places to hide and, that’s want makes it so scary. The waves crash loudly against the shore but, inside, all you can hear is the sound of your own heartbeat as it becomes louder and louder. Your heart beating out of your chest. Because you know The Danger isn’t hiding. It can’t. It doesn’t want to. And if you just turn around then, well.

shoutout to the metaphor of a lighthouse mirroring the isolated state of a character, gotta be one of my favourite genders


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3 months ago
The Sea Is A Wretched, Greedy Mistress. She Swallows Up Her Lovers Deep Down In The Depths Of Her Cavernous
The Sea Is A Wretched, Greedy Mistress. She Swallows Up Her Lovers Deep Down In The Depths Of Her Cavernous
The Sea Is A Wretched, Greedy Mistress. She Swallows Up Her Lovers Deep Down In The Depths Of Her Cavernous
The Sea Is A Wretched, Greedy Mistress. She Swallows Up Her Lovers Deep Down In The Depths Of Her Cavernous

The sea is a wretched, greedy mistress. She swallows up her lovers deep down in the depths of her cavernous desires.

The ones who are lost are never seen again. But, there have been times some have returned. Washed up on the shore like the carcass of dead fish.

Their families are never glad to see them though.

Because the sea never returns her lovers. So what is that?


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