Post images and others write about them. It can be anything: a poem, a short story, a greentext...
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A haiku OP
>>28290008
The stars do shine bright tonight
Yet, I'm still alone
Shooting stars don't grant wishes
>>28291423
That was very nice, I wasn't expecting there feels
>>28291423
busy people walking by,
hundreds and hundreds,
even now I'm still alone
>>28291423
>its raining
It's pouring
The old man is snoring
>>28291423
Calm as can be, it started to appear
Like catching a breath after days spent in fear
A thought of you, while you were near
How the hell did I end up here?
>>28291553
"HO HO HO"
"OH MIEN GOT IST EIN SANTA KlaUS!!"
the young nazi child from naziland looked up to ein sky
"ho ho no, you are most mistaken kinder"
"OH NO"
It was in fact a plane full of refugers, thousands upon millions of smelly unwashed muslims, their nonwhiteness seeping out of them and corrupting the very ground they hovered over
"mama, mama its moslems"
"what ist it mien sonn"
"muslems"
"NO, pappa get the thiing"
papa got the thing
and the muslim invader die
and it was like the middle ages again
pure white streeets pure white snow pure white people pure white pepper
it was a good time and we were finally happy and frie the end
>>28291706
>you are most mistaken kinder
kekk
Also this is original
>>28291706
Brainold was a simple man, he liked chilling, relaxing, chillaxing, and any combination thereof.
The other brainboys bullied him, said he was too pale.
"Better get a suntan" said Brainold, mostly to himself, but seeing as brainboys communicated telepathically, due to their lack of mouths or other effective means of influencing hte world corporeally, everyone heard him anyway.
"Good thinking Brainold!", they thought in unison.
>>28291806
The lamp post stood alone in the middle of the forest for as long as anyone remembered.
Usually at this time it would be covered completely in moths, but something strange had been happening for the last number of months.
The quality of the light changed, now it wasn't attracting moths, it was attracting . . . something else.
>>28290008
>I've seen at least 3 cats fry on that powerline
>Stop it, anon. You're freaking out your nieces again.
>>28291894
Shipped off to the slaughtering grounds, he was. Won the lottery. Supposed to give us a good Spring, come the time. The balloon -- big orange thing'll carry him there. They fill it with just enough gas to navigate about two miles out. 'on't matter which way he tries to pitch far or wee, the wolves'll see him coming.
Smell the gas, I think. But signals feeding time for them now. Mean bastards, seen a few myself while on Wall duty. Can barely make 'em out with the right spectacles if you get high enough on the spires. They roll around in the fresh blood too. For warmth, maybe.
Always wondered how they get the balloon back though.
>>28292042
This sounds like the voice from darkest dungeon or bastion
>>28291894
"Another succesful expedition." Exclaimed the adventurer before going into his balloon. Waiting for his team to come back, he did not know what happened. It was already too late.
A pack of wolves had followed the team. Hungry, looking for food, the pack jumped on the team carrying the crates that contained the adventurer's things.
In a blink, everything had turned red. The pure white snow was colored in crimson. Just a single scream was heard.
Hours passed, the adventurer awaited for his crew. He wished to see his kids once more. Little did he know, his friends became the banquet for the pups back in the den.
>>28292143
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