Summary: The Fear Mongering Marsh

1.) 'The Fear Mongering Marsh' was called so due to the inconsistency of stories on accounts of the adventurers that dared to search it's creeks and corners. The marsh wasn't of earthly logic and bounds. It had it's own set of rules. The marsh reached into the souls of it's visitors and drew out their deepest, most clutching fears and danced them into reality. The marsh was not malicious, simply mischievous. The likes of arachnophobes were met with hanging cobwebs so thick and stringy they were reminiscent of entrails. Spiders with hair thicker than forrests and pincers the size of grown hogs. Those who held on dearly to their earthly preceptions found themselves in the likes of a sensory deprivation tank. Unable to FEEL, unable to differntiate
Our family of 6 cramped into a 2 bedroom house but we loved it all the same. Maroon and birch walls lined with beautiful art and music woven in the air. Sundays meant horchata, bread rolls with margarine, jam, and quark with helpings of wurst. It meant living room dance offs and rooftop star gazing. Gold fell from our mothers lips. They told us about Mexico and Germany, where they both grew up. All the adventures they had by themselves and together. Sunday meant family. Sunday meant content.

3.) The masses were in flames. Their words, slurred and venemous. They breathed hatred and they were blind to the destruction they had left behind. Anarchy ensued and the town square looked more like the climax scene in a distopian novel more than it did a town square. Gas bombs lived in the air for weeks. The raids didn't stop. All anyone could hear were the screams of the forgotten, the cries of the angry and the falling of all progress that had been made in the past
There was nothing. All she could see was blackness, there was no light but she saw her own hands clearly and brightly. One second she was at the skate park and the next she was isolated in solid space. There were no vetrexes or ends, simply unoccupied area. She was too shocked to react. Objects within 'The Space' seemed to emit their own light. She could see her arms and legs in full brightness but there was no light source. She felt no other presence and her eyes were only met with bleakness

5.) After hours of walking on the hot sand they came amidst an oasis inn. The structure was made of white clay and was fit with high archs and intricately carved dome ceilings. Outside the inn was a natural spring surrounded by beautiful greenery and flora. Birds napped on their perches while others sunbathed. It was calming and cool. The oasis washed away their worries and smoothed the creases on their brows. The vibrant blues, the strong greens, and the smooth cream domes occupied their vision and they couldn't be more content and at