A collection of plays and stories that I've written. There are seven in total.
Meta-fictional- In order to understand this story, you must understand what this story is about- me. That's right, this story is a stroke of genius; a gift from the heavens, an exercise in wondrous splendor. I believe that no one can live without reading this story. If you haven't read this story; then you're dead.
Fungal revolution: This one's just...weird. Some thing about people eating fungus. A judge that tries to suppress the fungus that's being eaten. A rebel who runs an illegal fungus shop...
Digar's fate: In the midst of the moonlight, the digger must work. When all are sleeping, the digger must work. If darkness consumes the world, the digger still works- within nothing.
Cynic, le: Why the hell are you morons reading this? I've been stuck in this hole for so long that I can't do anything other than scream for my life. HELP ME! They're all idiotic morons!
What lies within.?: I fink there's a box sittin' in front of us. What's in de box? 'Ow did it get 'ere? Aww I give up. This is an absurd, blatant rip off of beckett's work.
A simple conversation: Two men meat one another in the middle of a roman forum. During the middle of their debate, things become rhetorically heated. Tibirias argues in favor of one position; Corax argues in favor of another. They switch positions, argue against one another with rhetoric, and eventually convince one another of a final resolution. Then they leave.
I were that I was: Bones-break: Sight-fade Dark-shadows, and light-burn. Old- age, life-lost...
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