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Leyelle
Mar '24

The frozen night gnaws at my face like it hasn’t eaten in days, alive with a bouquet of red currants and fanfare. The smell of perfume slips silently out of the after-party and down the spiral staircase, escaping through the closed door in lusty drafts like a flower garden on steroids. Our footsteps echo - too loud in the crowded, solitary parking garage. Everything feels amplified tonight, and yet far away - like I’m listening to - reaching out and existing through a glass wall. The click of my high-heels on the concrete… The heartbeat of the alcohol in my bloodstream…

She - I stand shivering in the burning red cocktail dress we rented just for the occasion as Kattar makes a ceremony out of opening my door.

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lignorice
Mar '24

Cenric turns his head and finds the Queen sitting by the window, facing towards the deep, dark night sky. The fact that this is his first time seeing the Queen in his dreams leaves him feeling unsettled. As Cenric carefully approaches the Queen, he senses an uncomfortable chill. The way the Queen is sitting looks rather unnatural.

MK_Wizard
Mar '24

Well, Frankenstein opens up at night so, here it is.

In an elaborate Victorian style building, a fierce lightning storm is brewing yet the sunroof has been opened. Inside the building, it is revealed to be an elaborate lab outfitted with a network of crude electrical wires and tubes containing glowing green liquid. A handsome blonde scientist looks over his complex notes on his table with his signature “Victor Frankenstein” on them one more time before turning to a photo of a beautiful woman with kind smile.

And here's a notable page from Psychoborg.



perezathena312
Mar '24

This prompt is perfect because my latest chapter took place at night lol

Howard noticed the sad smile on Paul's face while he stroke his sister's fur. Silently, the elderly cat wrapped himself around Paul. Paul looked down and petted his uncle behind the ear. While the two often butted heads, there was no shortage of affection in their house. And now they were ready to extend that to a new feline family member.

It was not too long until the evening caught up with them. And that night, the three of them slept in the same room, Tuesday on her bed and Paul and Howard on the floor.

KevinReijnders
Mar '24

I pretty much always have at least one night time scene in my Trespasser chapters. And they are usually more relaxed and introspective scenes.

Chapter 01

Chapter 02


12 days later
Leyelle
Mar '24

As I close my own front door - flop onto my own soft blankets - forever disheveled with the floral sheets and pillows falling out of bed and having fever dreams as they hit the floor knocking themselves insensible, my head spins with excitement and soft misery.

I am such a mess…

Kattar’s pristine linen is burned into my mind’s eye as I cloak myself in my own…

When was the last time I washed these…?

I know even chair-bound he’s keeping his sheets changed twice a week.

And he’s right.

My hair wraps itself around my face and neck and pools on the cold pillow, the tresses softer than they have been for ages thanks to that much needed…washing…

I allow myself one heartfelt groan, covering my glowing face with both hands, the dark curls making their way through the crevices in my shaking fingers.

yumeryuu
Mar '24

I swear to the Gods, sometimes the night sets in my book and then suddenly it’s night again :sweat_smile:

8 days later
Leyelle
Apr '24

Every mile of the drive to his place, the night seems to grow blacker.

It probably literally is.

Isn’t that science? Darkest before the dawn or something like that.

It feels weird to be riding the elevator this late at night - my mind is brought back to the award show - leaving that hotel we never actually spent the night in at a quarter to 8, wearing that blood-red dress.

It was already pitch black by the time we left for the venue because of the season - the sun set while we were getting me ready for the ceremony.

In retrospect it tastes like a warning - but retrospect doesn’t help anything.

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Apr '24

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10 days later
Leyelle
Apr '24

There are ghosts in the room.

One is a curtain and one is a long shadow that moves as the hours leak out of the day-

I think my eyes are open but I know they can’t be. It’s-

Late.

Nearly midnight or early morning I’m sure and for the first time in not nearly long enough I find myself dreaming about my mother.

The shadow waterboards me.

Not how she looked the last time or-

At the funeral, but way back in the recesses of the days, I thought I’d burned to ashes-

That’s another one of those…

Bad signs.

But I don’t have the energy to rage against that dark night.

I stare at the painted sunrise I see clear as the end of day on the inside of my eyelids as Mami kisses my forehead and prays over me-

Is it okay to admit I’m scared of the dark?

25 days later
Leyelle
May '24

Kat is lying propped up against the couch pillows playing on his Gameboy in a state of absolute zombification when I open the front door.

It takes a second for his eyes to unglue themselves from the screen, his gaze seeming to move through water as he glances up at me. Then his eyebrows knit together, his expression a canvas of mingled horror and disgust in mild shades of disbelief.

“Nu-uh…”

I can’t help but start laughing.

“Is that a plaid tee-shirt dress? Where do you even find this stuff? Why did you change out of the black dress?”

“Just wanted to,” I say teasingly, pushing my hair back. “Why? Why are you so stuck on the black one anyway?”

He manages to keep his expression impassive and disinterested, as he says flatly, “When you only have two tolerable dresses in your entire wardrobe, I think it’s only natural for me to try to mitigate the suffering you inflict on my eyes.”

(technically evening, but I'll count it.)

18 days later
22 days later
Leyelle
Jun '24

The phone barely has time to tell me he read the message before it starts ringing- but to my surprise, it’s a video call.

“Oh great,” I redden anxiously, pulling my blanket up over my tatty nightgown before I accept the call.

When I do, my screen lights up with the upper half of Kat’s body - white tee-shirt almost glowing in the odd diffused light - part of one arm raised above his head holding the phone, the other resting on his forehead. He’s lying on his bed amongst the almost black-pink linen - his hair spread out about his head like an ebony hurricane.

“Why would you choose to do a video call? Your arm’s going to be so sore in the morning.” I laugh.

“Ahh, I thought you’d still be lounging on that nasty couch of yours,” he chuckles, “But it’s been a while since I've been to the gym so this is my workout. I’m just going to have one buff tricep.”