My two hundred word gothic short story...abstract style!
We saw it. A raven. A raven not, Both a raven and a raven not. Dead raven. Ravens are black, Raven was not black. Red Raven. Leave it be. Leave it not. I left it. She left it not. Nobody was watching us. There was nobody to see. Only me. There was never ever anybody to see. Only ever me.
We sat on the grass. Not grass. Both grass and not grass. Dead grass. A daisy. Only one. He loves me, he loves me not. A daisy not.
That was in the past. Passed not. Will not.
Now grown up. Not grown up. Not alone anymore. Alone still. He is our friend. NOT! Our lover? NOT! He shows us love. That is love not.
Captive, see light not. Captive not. But I cannot escape. Not true. What do you mean? You know of murder not? Murder is sin. To murder him is a sin not. Leave him be. Leave him not. I left him. She left him not.
Evil. Evil not. Evil and evil not.
So I went to the tree. Do not!
Must. Must not!
And then? The final knot.
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