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Shayper said:
And you clearly don't have the intelligence required to realise that this, whilst quite odd, is well written. Grow up, and if you want to criticize, do it constructively.
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Unless you're a literary genius, style without content is still vacuous.
 
I found it interesting. Then again Magnolia is one of my favourite posters here, so I was probably trying to find it interesting. The writing style seems familiar too.

Surely all the haters at least understood the references in the first sentence?
 
Mrs Seakitchen said:
huh /pops in then walks out. :)
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Morgoth said:
It was a cold day in hell.

A door opened. Another one closed.

The man shivered.
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As he looked across the vast plains of the nether, he sighed.

He began to walk; haltingly at first, but picking up pace as he went. The echoes of long dead fires gleamed in his eyes.

A spark flickered into life.
 
The long dead voices of a million souls recall their final soliloquy as The Man stumbles through the ashes of a broken world, his loneliness broken only by the soft sound of the rain as the Earth weeps for the last of her children.

The distant sound of thunder rumbles through the barren, desolate land as The Man stares longingly toward his destination, a lifetime of pain and loss behind him, The Man feels the promise of retribution in the lightning dancing across the purple sky and the Earth trembles and screams as it watches the last Son of Man, unrelenting, implacable, moving to fulfil humanities final destiny..........
 
Squatting down The Man effortlessly drops a perfectly formed log from his bowels.

A stark reminder of the fibrous diet he has endured since the fall of civilisation.
 
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