An AI Generated Image
Beware the vile joy
Ecstatic and contagious
Of a hatred shared
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Field of the Fallen
Sunlight danced softly across the frost-crusted fields, making the little blades of grass sparkle like emeralds. The faraway chirrup of a songbird was the only disruption to the quiet of the morning. An icy chill, the last vestige of the dying winter, clung to the air, settling in a thick white mist at the far side of the open field. The heavy stench of decay hung in that mist, punctuation by the sharp tang of freshly spilled blood.
By A. J. Schoenfeld8 days ago in Fiction
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This is brilliantly perceptive and accurate!🧐 Fitting AI image too✅.
Concise, deeply potent- and timely!! How easy it is to confuse shared hatred for true community...
I like making friends who have common enemies with me hehehehe. Loved your Senryu!
Indeed!!
So true! Beware indeed!
top notch
One of my favorites in your prodigious collection.