KEEP SPINNING

superbnature

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Each day we spin a web.

A web of lies.

White lies.

Deadly lies.

Fake smiles.

Untrue feelings.

Keep spinning.

Until it ties you up

Into one tight knot.

WEB

superbnature

* by -Rasa- http://ift.tt/21rwySb

Each day we spin a web.

A web of lies.

White lies.

Deadly lies.

Fake smiles.

Untrue feelings.

Keep spinning.

Until it ties you up

Into one tight knot.

WEB OF LIES

Have you ever been caught
in a web of your own deceit?
A web of lies that kept growing.
One lie leading to the next.
So much easier to be truthful.
No lies to remember.
Easier on your brain and on others.
Stick to the truth.
Or be stuck in your own web.

WEB OF LIES

Have you ever been caught
in a web of your own deceit?
A web of lies that grew
out of control.
One lie leading to the next.
So much easier to be truthful.
No lies to remember.
Easier on your brain and on others.
Stick to the truth or
be stuck in your own web.

STUCK IN YOU OWN WEB

Have you ever been caught
in a web of your own deceit?
A web of lies that grew and grew
out of control.
One lie leading to the next.
So much easier to be truthful.
No lies to remember.
Easier on your brain and on others.
Stick to the truth or
be stuck in your own web.

WEB OF LIES AND DECEIT

You’re caught in a web.
A web of lies and deceit.
Once you begin to lie,
the lies multiply until you’re in so deep
that you can’t extricate yourself.
Being honest is much easier and simpler.

THE DEAD GAME -- A PARANORMAL MYSTERY

THE DEAD GAME — A PARANORMAL MYSTERY

darkestdee:

LIFE IS ONE BIG SPIDER’S WEB

WE ARE CAUGHT IN THE WEB.
WE MUST FREE OURSELVES.
THE PEOPLE OF OASIS CALL OUT TO US
TO SAVE THEM AND THEIR TOWN.
THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN.

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THE BIRDS SENSE THAT SOMETHING
IS VERY WRONG.
THE TOWN OF OASIS IS DOOMED
UNLESS THE DEAD ARE STOPPED.
THE DEAD GAME.

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THE MOON IS RISING.
THE DEAD BEGIN TO WALK THE EARTH.
NO ONE IS SAFE.
THE PEOPLE OF OASIS KNOW THAT
THEIR DAYS ON EARTH ARE NUMBERED.
THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN.

THE TOWN IS UNDER SIEGE.
THE WAVES HIT THE SHORE WITH INCREASING FORCE.
ROOF TOPS BLOW OFF IN THE BRUTAL WIND.
LOUNGE CHAIRS ARE LIFTED INTO THE AIR.
RUN FOR COVER!
RUN FOR THE CHURCH!
IF WE GET THERE IN TIME,
WE MIGHT MAKE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT.
THE DEAD GAME

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IMAGINE LOOKING DOWN  FROM HIGH ABOVE.
THE WIND IS BLOWING
AND THE AIR IS BITTER COLD.
ARE YOU BEGINNING TO FEEL A LITTLE DIZZY?
THAT IS WHAT SHANA FELT WHEN SHE WOKE UP
IN THE  MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND
FOUND HERSELF PERCHED UP HIGH ON A LEDGE.
THE DEAD GAME HAS BEGUN.