Thin ManSuzanne Vega - Thin Man (339) (Slender Man Mythos)Thin Man by Nemisor
His face is plain, without a smile, like that of a porcelain doll. His eyes are on us, when we aren't looking, and when we are there is no eyes, just a smile, thin like his body, ravaged by the wind. And he smiles, and he smiles.
And when we finally cannot take his stare, we turn around, knowing that every heartbeat could be the last one. It never comes. His smile disappears, we can feel it in the small hairs in our neck, that feel his eyes, his smileless stare, his thin long fingers almost touching, almost caressing.
What does he want with us? He just stares and stands behind us, shadowing our every move, and when we turn around he smiles.
Maybe he is lonely, we thought. That's why he smiles.
Maybe he is happy, we thought, to see us. To see that someone knows he's there. Tall and unmoving, and still always after us, looming over us, maybe even guarding us, we thought.
Maybe he loves us, we thought and we thought about Wizard of
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Who are you and what are you doing here?
I'm Nemisor, and I'm here to... do art.
What can I call you?
Any variation of Nemisor or my real name (if you happen to know it) goes fine. My other nicknames are Hene, Juha, Garlicci, Sipuli etc.
I write poetry and short surreal stories, some in English, some in Finnish. I have three larger projects, one done called Gray Children. I'm working on two of them now Piro and "Who would name a boy Alexia?"
If you have anything to ask, just ask. If you for one reason or another, need to do it anonymously, you can do it here: www.formspring.me/Nemisor
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