You don’t REHEAT steaks, damnit! This-” You point at two blackened slabs sitting on a cutting board, “-is exactly why! I’ve made steaks for you before, you should know this!” You grumble.
“I’ll be fine. I guess. You gonna stay for dinner?” You point towards the “Got a mighty bountiful feast tonight.”
Point towards the what? Is it so unimaginable that mere mortal words cannot describe the abomination that exists on the fraying edges of our sane minds, does it mangel the fabric of our imagination and tear apart our understanding of the universe, what ungodly monsters exist at the end of that sentence left open like a festering wound for our imagination to delve in to?
“I’ve kept dinner waiting too long. ” Sunset responds, glancing at her phone.
It's been a long time since I've read any stories, and ones that would interest me at least. Nice to see one based on Aria, my favorite siren.
Great chapter!
Dammit. Now I gotta wait for more
You have my attention sir.
This story has great potential. I can't wait to see how it turns out
Oh, no. Sorry but that bitch got to go.
I can't wait to see where this is going, and what happened before.
Point towards the what? Is it so unimaginable that mere mortal words cannot describe the abomination that exists on the fraying edges of our sane minds, does it mangel the fabric of our imagination and tear apart our understanding of the universe, what ungodly monsters exist at the end of that sentence left open like a festering wound for our imagination to delve in to?
"Yes and no. She's my desert."