[ SECRET POST #3214 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #3214 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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[Lady Gaga, American Horror Story: Hotel]


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[Two Fat Ladies]


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Comments

As for question 2 . . .

[feotakahari]

From a story called Eternal. (First chapter not safe for work; later chapters not safe for sanity.) It's the closest I've come to replicating the feeling I get when I look at this picture.

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Asleep beside a man who thought he loved her, Ghost dreamt, and remembered.

She stood atop a sand dune, looking at the mountains that rose in the distance, and for a moment, she thought herself in an Earthly desert. But she knew of no desert so bitterly cold, eating into her very bones as she stood naked to the wind. No sun or stars shone in the pitch-black sky--the deep red light that surrounded her seemed to come from the air itself.

Am I dead, Ghost thought, or just dreaming? I fell headfirst . . . Experimentally, she lifted one foot and set it down again in the sand, creating a footprint. "It didn't pass through," she said aloud, "so I'm not a ghost."

"A ghost isn't so far from what you are," a voice behind her said. "A demon would be closer still, but a ghost . . . The thought intrigues me. In fact, I think that's what I'll call you. Ghost."