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The mathematics professor scribbles inrecognizable ancient symbols on the blackboard while muttering the words silently to himself in an unknown tongue.Ā
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Dark academia imagines...
The mathematics professor scribbles inrecognizable ancient symbols on the blackboard while muttering the words silently to himself in an unknown tongue.Ā

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The world is a cruel place, made crueller still by man.
Dathan Auerbach, Penpal: Friends
god i really cant wait until i get the knock on the door from the police to inform me about the tragic and unexpected accidental death of my rich husband, richard, leaving me as the sole person to inherit the estates and fortune, only to soon realize that we had long been on the verge of bankruptcy and therefore have very little money and, as it turns out, richard owes the mafia a great debt, a debt that has now fallen on me to pay off. i lose all 5 of the estates to the bank and the mafia soon realizes i do not have the means to pay and they send a hitman to take me out in 48 hours if my late hubandās debt is not repayed. fully aware i could never come up with the money in time, i decide to spend my last two days at the casino where i, by chance, unknowingly meet and seduce the daughter of the mob boss out to get me. we spend the night having passionate sex on the hotel rooms silk sheets and after, while weāre lying in bed, sharing a cigarette and drinking wine, i tell her of my tragic plight. she is appalled and tells me the truth of her parentage and insists she speak to her father, for she has never felt this way about man, nor woman in her lifetime. the conversation she has with her father is a success and the hitman is called off and the burden of the debt dismissed. her and i then proceed to travel all across the world, hopping from casino to casino scamming and killing whichever men we deem fit until one day, after years of our charades, weāve become the two most wanted criminals in the world and are cornered by the law in a hotel room in vegas, where this all began. my now wife holds me in her arm and passes me a gun, she tells me weāre going to shoot our way out or die trying, i tell her i love her and she sweeps me off my feet in a passionate kiss, just before the police break down the door and gun us down. we fall to the ground and reach for each other with our dying breaths. we die holding hands on the floor of a hotel room, each holding a gun and surrounded by broken glass, as police filter in and out of the scene.Ā

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āTell me about the child,ā it said once more, then smiled. The lips spread and stretched in an expression of malevolent joy, bearing the rotten maw of a long-dead wolf.Ā
Nathanās calm voice seeped out of it. āLet me speak to the one who followed you home.ā
I gasped for air but couldnāt command my body to move. The creature took a few steps toward me, and I slammed shut my eyes, expecting to feel those hideous fangs in my neck. Instead, I heard its footsteps approach, and then recede in the opposite direction.Ā
When I opened my eyes, the Impostor had stepped over me, and was walking away. It was already in the distance, moving quickly. Back toward my neighborhood. Toward my house.
āFollowed you home,ā it repeated, voice echoing in the cold night air. āFollowed you home. Followed you home.ā (x)
āIā¦walkedā¦a thousandā¦yearsā¦acrossā¦the darkā¦to find youā¦ā
'Thank you,' the young man said with no emotion, only the flat, lifeless tone and cadence of...there was no equivalency or context for it. It was neither a caricature nor an echo from the grave. It was merely the monotone of a deadĀ man.Ā When Noel failed to respond the same inanimate voice produced the words, 'Can't imagine how long I waited for someone to help me.' 'I...' But what had he done? He didn't understand anything. 'You saw me,' the boy answered. 'You didnt leave me to go alone.'
The Fading (Christopher Ransom)