"The incomprehensible, and ever-meaningless nature of my mind, shall ultimately be the death of me." "Gather around, ye fellow men, and sit with us by the well. The Ever-Grinning Phantasm is weaving a tale to tell. Of peasantry or richery, she'll give you not a care. She'll only care about you if you're truly sitting there. But be aware, my dear, for there's a cost or so I'm told. The Ever-Grinning Phantasm absorbs their victim's souls. Their dreams are filled with pleasantries, a lie too good to last. And so they never notice how they're fading very fast."       If you appreciate the story, please be sure to upvote and comment, as it helps me a lot. Constructive criticism is also welcome. I want to put out the best products for my readers.
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Greetings to everyone currently viewing this!I am the Ever-Grinning Phantasm. I am currently working on writing a collection of short stories as of now, but first a little about myself!I'm obsessed...
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