Don't Rest Your Head Oracle

… for “In a Wicked Age”

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1,Headlines read, “Promising student develops murderous crush” 1,Home, a place of hollow disconnection and subtle blandness, where every eye carries suspicion 1,Shadows, come to gather their quarry into the depths of their darkness 1,The arrest of an old friend 1,The city below the city, a warren of a thousand tunnels leading to countless nowheres, travelled by the lost of the world above 1,The city rooftops, a place of many doors, and a few hidden horrors 1,The clock strikes Thirteen; all doors are locked 1,The country schoolmarm, whose black eyes reveal her true nature 1,The district of government, as only a nightmare might imagine 1,The impeccably dressed bureaucrat, come to pin you to the spot and take from you whatever he desires 1,The lost City, where missing socks and broken toys go to live a second life 1,The underground lair of an ancient nightmare, patrolled by fighting men who feed from the constant flow of molten rage running through its pipes
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1,abandoned house high atop a hill, home to young hooligans hiding from the High School’s headmistress 1,agent of evil comes to tempt and corrupt 1,angry teen, strung out on the latest hip substance 1,building, and all its tenants, slips over to the other side 1,cell, guarded by clockwork cops, holding a single prisoner 1,clockwork man, drawing nearer, minute by minute 1,coin, minted from the bitter residue of a lifetime of pain 1,college professor, feeling guilt over an illicit teacher-student affair 1,despondent accountant, who just lost money that was to be laundered 1,exterminator suffering from odd side effects of pesticide toxicity 1,flood of wax sweeps through the city streets 1,group of minions, reigned over by their master’s will 1,hidden door is revealed, leading to a place of power 1,king with a great candle for a crown, with wax dripping from his face and body to form his vestments 1,library containing the books of every persons’ future hurts 1,manhole cover opens, belching out the stench of the tunnels below, and with it an army 1,manic depressive, disheartened by a failed suicide attempt 1,marketplace, where memories, fears, and moments of pleasure can be bought for the right price 1,mother, grief-stricken by the loss of a son 1,newspaper, with a headline pronouncing a certain person’s doom 1,nightmare, newly made in its unchecked madness 1,object of power makes its presence known in the marketplace 1,old-fashioned mausoleum, home of a horrible nightmare, served by the re-animated corpses of suicide victims 1,police detective, remorseful over the accidental death of a civilian 1,teddy bear, stuffed with the innocence of youth 1,widow, haunted by the ghost of an abusive husband 1,winery, doing especially well bottling and distributing distilled broken dreams, frequented by an exclusive clientele 1,young runaway goes missing
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