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Her telegram hides how unsettling these days truly were. That week she wrote about stones arranged overnight, a shapeless figure shifting near the marsh, trees leaning inward, and a scorched clearing that stayed warm long after rain. #FictionThread

EchoesInked's tweet image. Her telegram hides how unsettling these days truly were. That week she wrote about stones arranged overnight, a shapeless figure shifting near the marsh, trees leaning inward, and a scorched clearing that stayed warm long after rain. #FictionThread

In late May, Thalia’s journal shifts again. Her field notes grow more restrained on the page, yet the unease beneath them becomes unmistakable. She kept walking the estate, following small clues her parents left behind, even as the land began to feel unfamiliar. #FictionThread

EchoesInked's tweet image. In late May, Thalia’s journal shifts again. Her field notes grow more restrained on the page, yet the unease beneath them becomes unmistakable. She kept walking the estate, following small clues her parents left behind, even as the land began to feel unfamiliar. #FictionThread

Kept to my walking routes today. The light shifted strangely near the copse, though it may only be fatigue. I found a small blossom Mother once noted. The grounds feel different as spring deepens. I’m trying to balance work and the estate. I think of you often. #FictionThread

EchoesInked's tweet image. Kept to my walking routes today. The light shifted strangely near the copse, though it may only be fatigue. I found a small blossom Mother once noted. The grounds feel different as spring deepens. I’m trying to balance work and the estate. I think of you often. #FictionThread

💬 Some men write their story into you like ink. And some… tear out the page. #JacobsWrites #FictionThread #RomanceDrama #WritersOfX


💬 There are stories you write because you want to... And stories you write because you have to. #JacobsWrites #FictionThread #WritersOfX #ShortStory


Arrived safely at the estate. The house feels hollow without Mother and Father, no sign of them yet. The grounds are strangely warm for April, some trees leafing too soon. The quiet here feels different than remembered. #FictionThread

EchoesInked's tweet image. Arrived safely at the estate. The house feels hollow without Mother and Father, no sign of them yet. The grounds are strangely warm for April, some trees leafing too soon. The quiet here feels different than remembered. #FictionThread

Around this time Thalia wrote often about the eastern slope and the quiet along the tree line. Her notes sound cautious, as if she was trying to understand small shifts in light and sound before admitting they troubled her. These pages feel watchful, somehow. #FictionThread

EchoesInked's tweet image. Around this time Thalia wrote often about the eastern slope and the quiet along the tree line. Her notes sound cautious, as if she was trying to understand small shifts in light and sound before admitting they troubled her. These pages feel watchful, somehow. #FictionThread

HYPOCRATIA — a fictional nation built for satire, storytelling, and world-building. Nothing here is real. Everything here is symbolic. Welcome to the land of contradictions. #Hypocratia #FictionThread

Hypocratia's tweet image. HYPOCRATIA — a fictional nation built for satire, storytelling, and world-building.
Nothing here is real.
Everything here is symbolic.
Welcome to the land of contradictions.
#Hypocratia #FictionThread

Selene just lost everything… and it all started with a lie wrapped in love. Read the emotional unraveling below. #FictionThread #DramaticRomance #EmotionalRead #WritersCommunity A thread

joheladeyemi10's tweet image. Selene just lost everything… and it all started with a lie wrapped in love.
Read the emotional unraveling below.
#FictionThread #DramaticRomance #EmotionalRead #WritersCommunity
 A thread

She lost everything the night the school burned. Now, trapped by a storm and the past she tried to forget, Valentina Rojas must face the ashes she never buried. 🔗 Full story: [link] #Neomitos #ValentinaRojas #FictionThread #EmotionalDrama #LiteraryFiction #TheAshesThatBindUs

neomitosoficial's tweet image. She lost everything the night the school burned.
Now, trapped by a storm and the past she tried to forget, Valentina Rojas must face the ashes she never buried.
🔗 Full story: [link]
#Neomitos #ValentinaRojas #FictionThread #EmotionalDrama #LiteraryFiction #TheAshesThatBindUs

She only wanted to bring cookies home. Instead, she watched the world fall apart. 🍯 Luciana carries silence like armor — but hope may still find her in the storm. 🔗 Full story: [link] #Neomitos #Luciana #FictionThread #LiteraryDrama #TheAshesThatBindUs #ChildProtagonist

neomitosoficial's tweet image. She only wanted to bring cookies home.
 Instead, she watched the world fall apart.
🍯 Luciana carries silence like armor — but hope may still find her in the storm.
🔗 Full story: [link]
#Neomitos #Luciana #FictionThread #LiteraryDrama #TheAshesThatBindUs #ChildProtagonist

Follow @After_Darkwords for more updates on Room 304 #DarkRomance #Fictionthread 🩶🧵


Steven wanted to fix it—YouTube tutorial style—but all he could do was listen. “Is there anything you need to say out loud?” he asked. #fictionthread


Want to finish this story? Reply with your version. Or quote this thread with where it goes next. Let’s see who tells the creepiest ending… #HorrorPrompt #FictionThread #WriteWithMe


A new voice is coming. I don’t know them yet. But they bring a crack— a truth and a lie. Follow the thread. Entry Three approaches. #AIStorytelling #FictionThread #WritingCommunity #ChatGPT #PromptEngineering

We’ve only told you what could be verified. Everything else has been re— has been— (There was a paragraph here.) I don’t know why it’s gone. [Thread] #ai #ChatGPT #promptengineering #NarrativeCollapse



My wife and I moved into a quiet neighborhood. Sweet old lady next door brought us cookies every Sunday. Two months later, we found out she’d been dead for 10 years. A thread 🧵👇 #CreepyStory #ParanormalTwitter #FictionThread

Jachikesam's tweet image. My wife and I moved into a quiet neighborhood. Sweet old lady next door brought us cookies every Sunday.

Two months later, we found out she’d been dead for 10 years.

A thread 🧵👇

#CreepyStory #ParanormalTwitter #FictionThread

You are not supposed to be here. But you are. And if you are reading this, it’s already too late. Welcome to @AfterDarkWords 🖤 First story: ROOM KEY - drops tonight. Follow if you like dark. Stick around if you love twisted. #DarkRomance #FictionThread


He ran to a remote cabin to erase the past. No phone. No neighbors. No one to find him. But on the seventh night, a voice came through the unplugged radio: “We know you’re there, Ethan.” A horror thread: #WritingCommunity #FictionThread #Horror #CreepyThreads #Storytime -


RT @guychristensen_: The more you hear from Israel the more you understand they’re the problem

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If it wasn’t for sega Nintendo wouldn’t be a thing if it wasn’t for Nintendo fuck up Sony wouldn’t be around n if it wasn’t for Sony shit shit shit online privacy xbox wouldn’t have ruled the 360 era…. So Sony

If you had to delete one forever, what would you choose?

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VideoGameHstry's tweet image. If you had to delete one forever, what would you choose?
VideoGameHstry's tweet image. If you had to delete one forever, what would you choose?
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RT @ahmadassiri1: اللقطة التي يعرضونها للطرد غير صحيحة .. هنا لحظة المخالفة .. مالكوم اخذ خطوة بعدها ثم قرر القفز ..

j1r5f5l7shUy7fY's tweet image. RT @ahmadassiri1: اللقطة التي يعرضونها للطرد غير صحيحة .. هنا لحظة المخالفة .. مالكوم اخذ خطوة بعدها ثم قرر القفز ..
j1r5f5l7shUy7fY's tweet image. RT @ahmadassiri1: اللقطة التي يعرضونها للطرد غير صحيحة .. هنا لحظة المخالفة .. مالكوم اخذ خطوة بعدها ثم قرر القفز ..

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RT @ESPNFC: OSASUNA MATCH WINNING GOAL VS. REAL MADRID! WHAT A MOMENT 🤯


there’s a scarcity mindset you have to work hard in releasing when you from the hood and ain’t have it like that


RT @f_aswadi: دورة من 6 ساعات في طرق تنصيب واستخدام والاستفادة من OpenClaw

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RT @dragraceher: Mia Starr heard that improv is all about "yes, and" and she really RAN with it 💀 i cannot BELIEVE this is a real clip— #Dr


RT @Todi_M2: Having successful businesses & no one knows you’re the owner>>>


He's not a CM, his best position is an attacking #10. He was playing deep last 2 games, just cause we won everyone has ignored how deep he actually is being told to play.


RT @Smorpheunfb: 3 yıldır şampiyon oluyorlar puan kaybettikleri bir maç sonu hak etmedik kaybettik dediklerini görmedim. Başarı uğruna her…

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I'm a Democrat and I hope he stays. He said nothing wrong.


Grok:5 kids.Claim that Alysa Liu's father, Arthur Liu, is gay is not supported by any reliable public information or sources.Consistently described as a single father who chose to build his family through surrogacy later in life. Was married to/divorced from a woman.


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Her telegram hides how unsettling these days truly were. That week she wrote about stones arranged overnight, a shapeless figure shifting near the marsh, trees leaning inward, and a scorched clearing that stayed warm long after rain. #FictionThread

EchoesInked's tweet image. Her telegram hides how unsettling these days truly were. That week she wrote about stones arranged overnight, a shapeless figure shifting near the marsh, trees leaning inward, and a scorched clearing that stayed warm long after rain. #FictionThread

Kept to my walking routes today. The light shifted strangely near the copse, though it may only be fatigue. I found a small blossom Mother once noted. The grounds feel different as spring deepens. I’m trying to balance work and the estate. I think of you often. #FictionThread

EchoesInked's tweet image. Kept to my walking routes today. The light shifted strangely near the copse, though it may only be fatigue. I found a small blossom Mother once noted. The grounds feel different as spring deepens. I’m trying to balance work and the estate. I think of you often. #FictionThread

Arrived safely at the estate. The house feels hollow without Mother and Father, no sign of them yet. The grounds are strangely warm for April, some trees leafing too soon. The quiet here feels different than remembered. #FictionThread

EchoesInked's tweet image. Arrived safely at the estate. The house feels hollow without Mother and Father, no sign of them yet. The grounds are strangely warm for April, some trees leafing too soon. The quiet here feels different than remembered. #FictionThread

Around this time Thalia wrote often about the eastern slope and the quiet along the tree line. Her notes sound cautious, as if she was trying to understand small shifts in light and sound before admitting they troubled her. These pages feel watchful, somehow. #FictionThread

EchoesInked's tweet image. Around this time Thalia wrote often about the eastern slope and the quiet along the tree line. Her notes sound cautious, as if she was trying to understand small shifts in light and sound before admitting they troubled her. These pages feel watchful, somehow. #FictionThread

Selene just lost everything… and it all started with a lie wrapped in love. Read the emotional unraveling below. #FictionThread #DramaticRomance #EmotionalRead #WritersCommunity A thread

joheladeyemi10's tweet image. Selene just lost everything… and it all started with a lie wrapped in love.
Read the emotional unraveling below.
#FictionThread #DramaticRomance #EmotionalRead #WritersCommunity
 A thread

HYPOCRATIA — a fictional nation built for satire, storytelling, and world-building. Nothing here is real. Everything here is symbolic. Welcome to the land of contradictions. #Hypocratia #FictionThread

Hypocratia's tweet image. HYPOCRATIA — a fictional nation built for satire, storytelling, and world-building.
Nothing here is real.
Everything here is symbolic.
Welcome to the land of contradictions.
#Hypocratia #FictionThread

In late May, Thalia’s journal shifts again. Her field notes grow more restrained on the page, yet the unease beneath them becomes unmistakable. She kept walking the estate, following small clues her parents left behind, even as the land began to feel unfamiliar. #FictionThread

EchoesInked's tweet image. In late May, Thalia’s journal shifts again. Her field notes grow more restrained on the page, yet the unease beneath them becomes unmistakable. She kept walking the estate, following small clues her parents left behind, even as the land began to feel unfamiliar. #FictionThread

She lost everything the night the school burned. Now, trapped by a storm and the past she tried to forget, Valentina Rojas must face the ashes she never buried. 🔗 Full story: [link] #Neomitos #ValentinaRojas #FictionThread #EmotionalDrama #LiteraryFiction #TheAshesThatBindUs

neomitosoficial's tweet image. She lost everything the night the school burned.
Now, trapped by a storm and the past she tried to forget, Valentina Rojas must face the ashes she never buried.
🔗 Full story: [link]
#Neomitos #ValentinaRojas #FictionThread #EmotionalDrama #LiteraryFiction #TheAshesThatBindUs

She only wanted to bring cookies home. Instead, she watched the world fall apart. 🍯 Luciana carries silence like armor — but hope may still find her in the storm. 🔗 Full story: [link] #Neomitos #Luciana #FictionThread #LiteraryDrama #TheAshesThatBindUs #ChildProtagonist

neomitosoficial's tweet image. She only wanted to bring cookies home.
 Instead, she watched the world fall apart.
🍯 Luciana carries silence like armor — but hope may still find her in the storm.
🔗 Full story: [link]
#Neomitos #Luciana #FictionThread #LiteraryDrama #TheAshesThatBindUs #ChildProtagonist

My wife and I moved into a quiet neighborhood. Sweet old lady next door brought us cookies every Sunday. Two months later, we found out she’d been dead for 10 years. A thread 🧵👇 #CreepyStory #ParanormalTwitter #FictionThread

Jachikesam's tweet image. My wife and I moved into a quiet neighborhood. Sweet old lady next door brought us cookies every Sunday.

Two months later, we found out she’d been dead for 10 years.

A thread 🧵👇

#CreepyStory #ParanormalTwitter #FictionThread

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