“This is the face of terror. Anne Marie Henderson, 18 years of age, her young existence suddenly marred by a savage and wholly unanticipated pursuit by a strange, nightmarish figure of a woman in black, who has appeared as if from nowhere and now, at driving gallop, chases the terrified girl across the countryside, as if she means to ride her down and kill her, and then suddenly and inexplicably stops to watch in malignant silence as her prey takes flight. Miss Henderson has no idea whatever as to the motive for this pursuit. Worse, not the vaguest notion regarding the identity of her pursuer. Soon enough, she will be given the solution to this twofold mystery, but in a manner far beyond her present capacity to understand, a manner enigmatically bizarre in terms of time and space - which is to say, an answer from… the Twilight Zone.”
“The Twilight Zone has existed in many lands, in many times. It has its roots in history, in something that happened long, long ago and got told about and handed down from one generation of folk to the other. In the telling, the story gets added to and embroidered on, so that what might have happened in the time of the Druids is told as if it took place yesterday, in the Blue Ridge mountains. Such stories are best told by an elderly grandfather on a cold winter’s night by the fireside - in the southern hills of The Twilight Zone.”
“Mr. Floyd Burney, a gentleman songster in search of song, is about to answer the age-old question of whether a man can be in two places at the same time. As far as his folk song is concerned, we can assure Mr. Burney he’ll find everything he’s looking for, although the lyrics may not be all to his liking. But that’s sometimes the case when the words and music are recorded- in The Twilight Zone.”
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“Given the chance, what young girl wouldn’t happily exchange a plain face for a lovely one? What girl could refuse the opportunity to be beautiful? For want of a better estimate, let’s call it the year 2000. At any rate, imagine a time in the future where science has developed the means of giving everyone the face and body he dreams of. It may not happen tomorrow, but it happens now, in The Twilight Zone.”
“Missing, one frightened little girl. Name, Bettina Miller. Description, six years of age, average height and build, light brown hair, quite pretty. Last seen being tucked in bed by her mother a few hours ago. Last heard… ‘ay, there’s the rub,’ as Hamlet put it. For Bettina Miller can be heard quite clearly, despite the rather curious fact that she can’t be seen at all. Present location? Let’s say for the moment… in the Twilight Zone.”
not to be a fucking downer on main but i can’t stop thinking about what the smoke is going to be doing to everyone’s lungs right now. these fires have been burning for three months and bushfire season doesn’t end for another three. we will have spent half a year with our country ablaze. people are saying that breathing the air is the equivalent of smoking a packet of cigarettes and that’s just our daily reality now. i just don’t know what’s going to happen to us, even after the last fire is extinguished.
but if you feel helpless and want to feel less so, you can donate here to help people who have been displaced from their homes and here or here to donate directly to the fire service
hello?? um?? universe?? u hearin me?? just letting you know i’m ready for good things to happen in my life!! i’m prepared for amazing things!! i think its time!! just lettin you know.
