ilovebatcatstew (60)in #bitcoin • 7 years ago • NoneHow I got started in crypto currency, and my trading tips.My current holdings on poloniex: 3,448.50 USD. A lot of people are very surprised to hear that I have never…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 7 years ago • NoneThe guild of Ritan(A back alley in Ritan. Late at night.) Noodok walked slowly forward, the tips of his cape dragging softly over the…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 7 years ago • NoneBeginning. (An origin story)(5 years back. A destroyed village.) Blood was everywhere. The smells were putrid, that of day old corpses and fire.…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #love • 8 years ago • NoneCar washAnd with a subtle hiss reality dissolves. My head falls sideways as my eyes blink out. A constant dull ache radiates…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #fiction • 8 years ago • NoneCorruption inside."Do it." The servant stood shaking, his hand holding the blade of the knife Noodok held to his neck. Blood dripped…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneA fear of scarecrows."2... 1... And go!" Noodok pushed free of the shadows and buried his knife deep into the neck of the first…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneFuneral PyresHis leather armour stank. It was pitted with scratches and scorch marks, and the acrid stench of the damaged material…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #poetry • 8 years ago • NoneAn ode to the zombie.A mangled mess of flesh, Alas, he was nicer when he was fresh. His teeth are yellow, his breath far from mellow…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NonePrecipice.The stars fall from the atmosphere, and shatter pieces across the ground. Fragments become little more than twisted…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneSoul in the sunken shipsAmalgamations of rusted and twisted steel in the deep, ephemeral yet daunting as their mass exceeds perhaps the stars…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneParts of a whole.I awoke up this morning to a sky with no air in it, and the streets were filled with a thousand burning corpses, and…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneThe time.The clock on the wall ticks. An incessant half rhythm, reminding me of each second. So perfectly in time that it is…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneThe trainThe window shudders on the train, warping view for a split moment before returning sharp normality. The question is…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneThe accursed library (part 3)A thin rogue sat outside the library against the wall. She looked up and moved backwards as the window a story above…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneThe accursed library (part 2)He had finally reached the entrance of the library, and attempted to open the door, but it was locked. Noodok threw…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneThe accursed library (part 1)Noodok stepped through the doorway, his cape trailing softly behind. He shoved one of the astronomers out of his way…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneHunter or hunted? (Part 2 of https://steemit.com/writing/@ilovebatcatstew/hunter-or-hunted-part-1)Noodok hit the ground running, pushing deeper into the woods. Behind him, trees crunched and echoed as they were…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneHunter or hunted? (part 1)It was late. The moon had risen already, full as if to burst, and it's soft illumination broke through the air. The…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneWill Scott (part 10)The treeline ended as suddenly as it had begun. One moment, he was pushing through tangled undergrowth, and the next…ilovebatcatstew (60)in #writing • 8 years ago • NoneThe hunters.There were three of them. They stood on the cliff edge looking down at the town below. The hoods obscured their…
