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AshTheWriter

I write short stories, But be warned most or all of them have darker and/or evil themes. If you want to see something particular go ahead and send me a prompt, I'll get to it as soon as I can

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It's Funny

It's funny

It's funny how something small can do so much, and something big can do so little. Its funny how something that doesn't effect you, shatters someone else's world and someone can entirely ignore something that shatters your heart. What is nothing to you can be everything to someone else, and what is too much for you couldn't be enough for others. Funny how words spill and thoughts sink and hearts break and memories die and promises fade and life goes on as if it never had. Funny how everyone matters, no matter who we are. Funny how no one knows that. Its funny, isn't it? Or is it just sad?

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'A cat. It summoned a cat. I knew I took a gamble buying a summoning spell with no title, but a cat?' those were his thoughts, then the cat spoke

"What is it you've summoned me for?"

The wizards mouth hangs open in shock. He's summoned his fair share of demons, but a cat demon? He's honestly never heard of one.

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