I apologize to everyone, ive been super busy with the season picking back up. I've got some fresh ideas I've been churning over in the old brain... The more people that contribute to this group, the more fun and interesting it can be. I'd love to see us all work together on some stories and creating universes for our characters and stories to live in and thrive. Nothing is out of line. Everything is acceptable. Write your heart and write how you feel and the truth will reveal itself in the writing.

*I was inspired to write a Lovecraft-style reverse cosmic horror short story. Let me know what you think about it and if you can guess exactly what am I describing here 😉. Keep in mind that English is not my first language. Thanks for reading!* The Radiation runs. It has always run, from the beginning. It tries to outrun the fleeting galaxies, to out run the end, to reach the beginning. Everything runs in different directions, but there is only one that allows it to escape the end, to chase the beginning. For a brief moment the Radiation grazes something. The immense mass of it marble slows time for the Radiation and it notices the immense marble. The radiation have grazed many marbles in it's run, but never like this one. If the Radiation could feel disgust that's what it would feel. The marble reflected short waves, in the spectrum of the blue. It was impossibly smooth and at the same time tiny indentures and raises rippled it's surface. The marble was covered by a shifty, clear compound. Ever-churning. And where ever the compound writhed on it self, it formed sickly pale emulsions all over the vast and flat expanses. Worst of all this sustenance seemed, maybe due to some sorcery or weird effect, solidify it self on opposite sides of the marble, creating rough surfaces made by the same material apparently, but coalesced like pale, cold scabs on a wound. But not everything was bare or covered in scabs or sweat. Almost imperceptible relative to the amount of the mass was a some sort of green fur. In the region where the marble was scorched by the light of it's uncaring star the green fur receded. And when the horrors seemed most insurmountable the Radiation noticed... creatures. A veritable infestation of parasites of every shape and size inhabited the marble. They were born, multiplied and left their rotting carcasses on the marble. Eating each other or the green fur, which was it self alive, in a mindless attempt of perpetrating the infestation existence like a terrible multi-headed Uroboros! The Radiation fled. As it has always done. As it will always do. But hoping that it will never again meet a marble like that.