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Mar 08, 2024 03:37PM
stop id clock someone bru we aint in school we can throw smh
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guys.... I made a short horror story
are any of you interested in hearing it?
NOICE LETS GO LINK
The Witch Behind The Mountains(Song by Private Hell Productions. Listen to it while reading to get a better vibe.
https://youtu.be/HYCOwzTqcGQ?si=oh5o8...
Time stamp: 20:30)
(TRIGGER WARNING; GORE AND IDK- HORROR HORROR THEMES)
Sweat rolls down my brow, as long bony hands untie the blindfold covering my eyes. I glanced nervously around, seeing the dark forest and the circle of candles, multiple dark hooded figures, standing in front of each one. Inside the circle of candles was a tall, thick, wooden stake, and sitting at its base was a pile of ropes. The bony handed figure shoved me towards the circle, my panicked cries, muffled by the cloth she had stuffed into my mouth. One of the hooded figures disappeared for a moment before reappearing with a small chair.
The person shoved me into it, hard enough to bruise. God, if I survived this I would kill Emmit. He was the one who dared me to go up to the infamous mountains to see if the horrid Witch really did exist.
The figure ripped the gag out of my mouth, ripping at my gums in the process. I spat at the dark silhouette who didn't seem to notice. Moments later a voice seemed to rattle the quiet of the woods.
“Can you hear the voice of death?” a raspy voice asked.
“As a dying rainbow confronts the black cloud ahead. The whistle of wind defines the moment instead;”.
I looked around only to see an old woman, her skin a pale gray, sagging off her cheekbones as she continued her poem.
“As death begins swallowing up the dead.”
“Break for the hills,”
“Run to the valleys,”
“Climb to the mountain that will kill your suffering breath.”
Before she continued I was yanked from my seat, and dragged to the wooden pillar. It was only then when the figures who had seemed like statues had begun to move. They lifted the candles at their feet chanting something in Latin. “Ave maga montium.” The shadowy figures moved around the circle in perfect unison. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I realized I wasn't going to escape. I never would see my family again. I would never see my dog. I would never see my teachers or friends. The Witch moved towards me through the circle and lifted me with surprising strength that shocked me for just a moment before I began thrashing and screaming. I had to get out of here. I had to get out somehow. I wouldn't be some sacrifice.
“Hush girl.” The Witch said, her voice like grating metal. The smell of lavender filled my senses as my body went limp. The chants continued around me. “Ave maga montium. Ave maga montium.”
I subconsciously felt my tears pouring down, as the old woman grabbed the ropes and tied me to the stake. Suddenly the chants stopped and the figures were back to their places, as still as stone. The Witch continued her poem.
“Remember when life was good in your youth? Before your bones began to fail with all the abuse.
Time has halted;”
Sharp pain in my stomach erupted and she took a knife and cut down my stomach as I screamed in terror and pain.
“Your muscles have revolted.” She adds, pleasantly.
The hooded figures unmask themselves as the Witch plunges her hand into my stomach, I scream again, while all the figures start smiling. In the line of them I see a familiar one… but I can't quite make out the features. My vision is getting blurry.
“The mind shuts down while your memories defaulted.”
I blinked, making out the dark hair, and the dimples when he smiles. Emmit. My mind went blank as another wail was torn from my throat. The Witch had twisted her hand inside my insides. I couldn't think anymore. The pain was blinding as I sobbed. Pleaded. But it was no use. A bright light appeared and I reared my head towards it. Maybe someone had truly found me. Maybe I was going to live. But that hope was shattered when the Witch finished her poem.
“You, my friend, are at an end- for the rainbow you see is only pretend.”
I looked into Emmits eyes as he smiled with delight. I sobbed, “Please.”
And then everything went black.
listening to the music I attached makes it better:)
lmk what you think of it
Ave maga montium means "Hail the Witch of the mountains."
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@Link, thank you for your input about my story!!!! :D
and link, if you had to get eaten, how would you like your body cooked?(I ask the most random uncomfortable questions sometimes. )
actually don't answer that
I'm going to as my bsf
Update: She said grilled
☆[ ⁀➷Annabelle ୨୧Lady of Eth୨୧☆[ ⁀➷ wrote: "and link, if you had to get eaten, how would you like your body cooked?(I ask the most random uncomfortable questions sometimes. )"
hmmm seared
BRO THATS WHAT I SAID!!!
literally just chop me up into little pieces (start with the head) and then do whatever the heck they do to beef jerky
Modesire.e wrote: "literally just chop me up into little pieces (start with the head) and then do whatever the heck they do to beef jerky"i want that for my skin n stuff like
steak the steaky parts n then make like human beef talow w my fat, and my skin turn into chicharrones, but the rest of the odds n ends meat can be ground up into lil sausages or ground meat of wtv, oh and bone broth my bones
get every use you can frfr
luna ♡ wrote: "Modesire.e wrote: "literally just chop me up into little pieces (start with the head) and then do whatever the heck they do to beef jerky"i want that for my skin n stuff like"
yea and then they should crush up my bones, add some seasoning, and put that in a little packet that comes with the beef jerky
luna ♡ wrote: "steak the steaky parts n then make like human beef talow w my fat, and my skin turn into chicharrones, but the rest of the odds n ends meat can be ground up into lil sausages or ground meat of wtv,..."oooo thats a good onee
Modesire.e wrote: "luna ♡ wrote: "Modesire.e wrote: "literally just chop me up into little pieces (start with the head) and then do whatever the heck they do to beef jerky"i want that for my skin n stuff like"
yea..."
STOP LIKE RAMEN>????
luna ♡ wrote: "Modesire.e wrote: "luna ♡ wrote: "Modesire.e wrote: "literally just chop me up into little pieces (start with the head) and then do whatever the heck they do to beef jerky"i want that for my skin..."
YESSSSSS
IT WOULD JS BE SO PERF YK?!?!?!
☄*ੈ✩˚Link˚✩ੈ*☄ wrote: "☆[ ⁀➷Annabelle ୨୧Lady of Eth୨୧☆[ ⁀➷ wrote: "and link, if you had to get eaten, how would you like your body cooked?(I ask the most random uncomfortable questions sometimes. )"
It depends. Who's..."
idek how to respond to that...
@Link, a serial killer.
and I did NOT expect this to just start a whole convo lol.
☆[ ⁀➷Annabelle ୨୧Lady of Eth୨୧☆[ ⁀➷ wrote: "@Link, a serial killer."i still say my method of being consumed is the best bc yr not wasted n yr almost a delicacy
@Luna, Exactly :)
* That moment when you realize that a 13 year old child likes to make horror stories that always have the villain win :)*
I just read an... INTERESTING converstion to say the lest
@Quamar, YAYYY THANK YOU!!! I FIND IT VERY FUN TO MAKE HORROR STORIES LIKE THAT
IF YOU HIT THE LINK I ATTACHED AND GO TO THE TIME STANP 20:30 YOULL FIND THE SONG I BASED IT OFF OF. ITS SUPER GOOD
WAIT WHAT WHERE WHEN HUH I WANNA SEE THE MUSIC AND THE STORY
HERE ILL REPUT IT HERE
The Witch Behind The Mountains(Song by Private Hell Productions. Listen to it while reading to get a better vibe.
https://youtu.be/HYCOwzTqcGQ?si=oh5o8...
Time stamp: 20:30)
(TRIGGER WARNING; GORE AND IDK- HORROR HORROR THEMES)
Sweat rolls down my brow, as long bony hands untie the blindfold covering my eyes. I glanced nervously around, seeing the dark forest and the circle of candles, multiple dark hooded figures, standing in front of each one. Inside the circle of candles was a tall, thick, wooden stake, and sitting at its base was a pile of ropes. The bony handed figure shoved me towards the circle, my panicked cries, muffled by the cloth she had stuffed into my mouth. One of the hooded figures disappeared for a moment before reappearing with a small chair.
The person shoved me into it, hard enough to bruise. God, if I survived this I would kill Emmit. He was the one who dared me to go up to the infamous mountains to see if the horrid Witch really did exist.
The figure ripped the gag out of my mouth, ripping at my gums in the process. I spat at the dark silhouette who didn't seem to notice. Moments later a voice seemed to rattle the quiet of the woods.
“Can you hear the voice of death?” a raspy voice asked.
“As a dying rainbow confronts the black cloud ahead. The whistle of wind defines the moment instead;”.
I looked around only to see an old woman, her skin a pale gray, sagging off her cheekbones as she continued her poem.
“As death begins swallowing up the dead.”
“Break for the hills,”
“Run to the valleys,”
“Climb to the mountain that will kill your suffering breath.”
Before she continued I was yanked from my seat, and dragged to the wooden pillar. It was only then when the figures who had seemed like statues had begun to move. They lifted the candles at their feet chanting something in Latin. “Ave maga montium.” The shadowy figures moved around the circle in perfect unison. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I realized I wasn't going to escape. I never would see my family again. I would never see my dog. I would never see my teachers or friends. The Witch moved towards me through the circle and lifted me with surprising strength that shocked me for just a moment before I began thrashing and screaming. I had to get out of here. I had to get out somehow. I wouldn't be some sacrifice.
“Hush girl.” The Witch said, her voice like grating metal. The smell of lavender filled my senses as my body went limp. The chants continued around me. “Ave maga montium. Ave maga montium.”
I subconsciously felt my tears pouring down, as the old woman grabbed the ropes and tied me to the stake. Suddenly the chants stopped and the figures were back to their places, as still as stone. The Witch continued her poem.
“Remember when life was good in your youth? Before your bones began to fail with all the abuse.
Time has halted;”
Sharp pain in my stomach erupted and she took a knife and cut down my stomach as I screamed in terror and pain.
“Your muscles have revolted.” She adds, pleasantly.
The hooded figures unmask themselves as the Witch plunges her hand into my stomach, I scream again, while all the figures start smiling. In the line of them I see a familiar one… but I can't quite make out the features. My vision is getting blurry.
“The mind shuts down while your memories defaulted.”
I blinked, making out the dark hair, and the dimples when he smiles. Emmit. My mind went blank as another wail was torn from my throat. The Witch had twisted her hand inside my insides. I couldn't think anymore. The pain was blinding as I sobbed. Pleaded. But it was no use. A bright light appeared and I reared my head towards it. Maybe someone had truly found me. Maybe I was going to live. But that hope was shattered when the Witch finished her poem.
“You, my friend, are at an end- for the rainbow you see is only pretend.”
I looked into Emmits eyes as he smiled with delight. I sobbed, “Please.”
And then everything went black.
the video is at the beginning
as someone who lives in the mountains u unlocked a new fear for me, fear of mountain witch cults<33
@Luna, hehehhehehe hope you like ur new phobia of Witch cults <33333
wsp link
Luna, what did you think of the poem that the Witch told?
Ya'll I am in love with my Rodeo Playlist lol
☆[ ⁀➷Annabelle ୨୧Lady of Eth୨୧☆[ ⁀➷ wrote: "Luna, what did you think of the poem that the Witch told?"i hated it because it made me want to scream cry n throw up but In a good way
hey ya'll I know this looks so much like self promo but please!!!! Read my story and give it a heart!!!!!https://quizini.com/story/65d977d8774...
(Also the last chapter is one of my faves. Comment on it please!!!!)
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