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Icepool's Warrior VigilThe silvery warrior walked along the camp and sat down by the mossy, brush covered entrance of Mistclan's well guarded camp. She scented the other new warrior, Skaiatail approaching slowly behind her. They settled and prepared themselves for a long, chilly night. She turned to the blue-gray she-cat across from her and smiled widely, keeping the traditional silence. The two warriors didn't need to speak anyways, they saw all the excitement and pride in each other's eyes. Skaiatail had even gotten Ravenpaw as an apprentice. He was timid, but sweet and thoughtful, and a quick learner! Icepool had gotten an apprentice of her own. Webpaw was an excellent student, and fun tot teach. She had even gotten to train Rosepaw for a short amount of time, who was a great hunter. Icepool looked up, and smiled at the stars of Silverpelt. She swear some took the form of her brother, Birchpaw, who had died the first moon of apprenticeship. He had been her best friend. A wisp of cold air surrounded her an
oN tHE oUTsIDE On the outside, I am just an ordinary, every-day girl.
I talk like a human, walk like a human, and according to my reflection, am a human - though my shadow tends to disagree because he's always turning into something different everywhere I see him. I have a normal facial structure - all the right features in all the right places, even though I look different than anyone else. I have eyes, a nose, some ears, eyebrows and a mouth, and long brown hair. I have two arms, two legs, and two hands and two feet.
I go to school, do homework and chores, and eat and sleep like humans do. I have aquiantances and teachers and bosses. I I
The Voice From the RadioI hate having to wash the dishes. But if I want to have pork chops for supper tonight, I’m gonna have to wash the dishes. My only cutting knife lies within a tangle of chocolatey spoons and the hilt has a strange gray skin-flap looking thing on it and there’s no way in hell I’m just washing the knife off to use it. Plus something in the proximity of my sink smells rotten and I hope to God it isn’t my knife.
The water comes out in a slow trickle like it always does when the neighbors are using the water. If this was happening to my shower, I’d just take a shower later. But with my pork chops in the oven and 21 mi
Hoof and Claw Once long Hoof and Claw
Once long ago before the Earth was ruled by man were the tales of animals, whom lived here without us. This is such a tale and it starts with one whom calls himself, Hoof. He is a proud horse and prides himself of the plains he lived. Glorious rolling hills, soft grass, and a river that flowed like silver shimmering with the glow of the moon. But like all other animals, Hoof was born into the darkness; the only light he knew was that very moon in the sky that makes the river shine.
On this occasion Hoof spoke to himself, “I should follow that spectrum…I shall and it will lead me to a world of light.&rdqu
Random zoethian fic unsure of a definite nameThis is my first fic so go easy on me my proof reader thinks its cute so I guess ill post it anyway
"Okay, see you there." Rythian put down the phone and smiled to himself.Today was the day after many agonising months, he had finally admitted his feelings to Zoey who happily hugged him and said "I love you too Rythian" He didn't know why he was so scared after all a rumour of her loving him was circulating around school..
Zoey smiled she had been looking forward to this day for a while now , even from they day they started dating. Despite all of the dirty looks Lalna had given them he had said nothing despite odd comments where he would make fun of them.... Enough of this thinking though she had to get ready for Rythian's arrival in less than ten minutes. "What should I wear?" became the most important thing for now
*10 minutes later *
Emerging from her room Zoey heard a familiar voice - Rythian's to be precise calling for her from outside Zoey replied "coming" in her cheer
Hast du Angst?„Hast du Angst?“ fragte der Schatten mit der dunklen Stimme das Mädchen.
Die Kleine schüttelte den Kopf.
„UND WARUM STINKST DU DANN GERADEZU DANACH???“ brüllte Der Schatten und versetzte ihr einen Tritt in die Magengegend.
das Mädchen stöhnte auf und sah zitternd zu ihrem alten Herrn auf.
„Also, ich frage dich noch einmal: hast du Angst?“
Sie konnte sein gehässiges Grinsen in seiner Stimme hören, auch wenn sie nichts erkennen konnte als eine Schwarze Kutte.
„Ja, ich habe Angst“ antwortete sie mit brüchiger Stimme.
„SIEH MICH GEFÄLLIGST AN, WENN
The Kitsune Exorcist (in the works)The task is simple, pretend to be a lone traveler resting on the bridge, nothing too difficult. I lightly tightened my backpacks shoulder straps, then continued onto the bridge, the bridge gently creaked when I approached as if it was welcoming an old friend. As I proceeded, I felt the comforting impact from the old antique bell that hung on the right side of my backpack, not a sound emitted from it. I stopped midway on the bridge and decided to “rest”. I took off my grey backpack and placed it beside me; I snickered at the backpack since it looked a little silly with the black blueprint container protruding from it. Leaning again
The HauntFor years I have lingered in the silence of these waters. Such dark, muddy waters I laid in for so long. This little creek you once showed me, where dying flowers grow. Where I have become one of these flowers that wither and never die; flowers that were once beautiful.
And you have forgotten about me, so I’ll come find you.
Find you, and keep you with me. Forever with me, like you promised.
You will remember, I’ll see to that.
Look at you, walking down the street whistling some cheery tune of a song long forgotten. Do you know that you’re whistling the song we danced to the first night?
I saw you across the dance floor t
15. VoodooI was walking home from work one day as a storm was coming in. My stride was a little longer than normal because I was trying to beat the rain home. I wasn't paying attention to anything around me since I was hurrying and almost home, but something on the ground in front of me caught my eye. When I came upon it, I realized it was a doll. I picked it up to examine it, but I almost dropped it when I saw its features; it looked exactly like my supervisor at work with a pin in its left leg.
Looking around, I couldn't see anyone watching me, but I felt like my privacy had been invaded. I hadn't told anyone about my burning hatred for my superviso
light and darkness:sara
the sun is shining
the flowers are blooming
childs are playing
it just make me sick!!!!
it can't belive kim!!
like all this light nonsence crap
kids are little brats that should be as pets,been abusive
flowers shoud be stomp on
and the sun.....
shoud devour us whole
Light,saying"we can change the future"
i hope they meant destorying it
kim,why you pick the light
hope and goodness is a waste of time
thats why i use fire to burn people from thier own home
detory life, capture country to country
this world will be mine
and no one to stop me kim!
not even your pathic gaurds and warrors will stop me
one day,this world will be m
Everybody Fear the Creature of the Mirror Everyone says monsters aren't real, but that's not true. They're either stupid or lying when they tell you that these creatures aren't real, because they obviously are. You see them all the time, in your closet hiding beneath your bed, casting ink black shadows down the hallway. "Oh, it's just the wind you heard!" they say. So clueless. And do you know what the worst part is? They don't even know how dangerous these monsters can get when they're bored and angry.
Today, I'm going to tell you about a creature. A very mad, very bored creature. But then again, who wouldn't be bored after spending more than their natural born life trapped?
Meeting the FamilyPlease, Saint Anne and Saint Michael, let this be a quiet evening! Maria-Luisa Garcia was quite desperate in her prayer. It had not been an easy decision to invite her co-worker to the Friday night supper. Not that she believed the crap about the Nisei in California some people were spreading. No, he was sound as the days were long here in Pensacola. Shoot, his family had been in the States longer than some, including hers by at least a generation. At least his Spanish was good, if a little different from what she heard at home. No, the people she worried about misbehaving were her relatives.
The young man of mixed heritage stood just before
SurrenderNew love, equals new pain
Another someone for my corroded soul to crave
As if I needed more confusion
As if I needed one more thing to keep me awake
The barriers used to be strong
well mortared by cynicism
I wasn't happy but I was calm,
unspooled. I was safe.
Now you've got me crafting conversations in my head
(I'm always clever and you always laugh)
you've got me
watching the phone, hoping you'll call
(wondering where you are
when you're not home)
checking my messages
plundering my convictions on thoughts of you
It's not in me to surrender
but I'm wise enough to know
I've lost this fight
Here, I've named this sleeping pi
She decided a young woman like her had no business being imperfect. Impurities had to be expelled from her life, no matter the cost. A universal remover promised to be her savior. It lived up to its commercials, doing away with the stains that disgraced her floor and some of the walls.
Would domestic hygiene free her from being flawed? Doubtful. This product guaranteed to exterminate any kind of filth. Could it go beyond the material things? She rubbed the substance on her forehead, and conjured as many negative thoughts as possible. They were recalled, only to vanish from memory a second after.
Satisfied? Not quite. Even the good recollect
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