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Elf story-prologuePrologue: The prophecyElf story-prologue
Deep within a dark and sleeping forest, a single light pulsed and glowed, dimming as the life of its bearer diminished. The last prophet of the elves was dying. Lying weak on the damp grass, a woman, as ancient and wise as the earth, cupped her life in her hands. A glowing golden orb pulsed above her outstretched palm, its light peeking through her fingers. The bright rays shining from it was her last refuge against the darkness ever pressing on her soul. Her eyes glassed over, and they reflected the full moon as the twinkling stars faded overhead. The elf coughed once, twice, choking on the blood de
by ~angelremorse
Death is...Death is...Death is...
Deep within the shadows Lurking, silent, waiting, Moonlight dances through the windows Illuminating blackness, flickering
Death hath come Death will come, Death is here.
Dark pools trickle down,
A silent throat bleeding Mouth open, slight frown, Eyes glazed, unseeing
Death hath come Death will come, Death is here.
Back into the night for a new victim seeking, moving at the speed of light body of a corpse, reeking.
Death hath come Death will come, Death is here. &
by ~angelremorse
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Little Pink UmbrellaI remember that day at the store, walking through the isles looking, checking price tags, holding when we came to the outdoor isle. There, on the second to last rack, marked on sale for $12.95, down from its original price of $19.99 was aLittle Pink Umbrella
little pink umbrella.
Surrounded by all sorts of other umbrellas, big, small all of the colors in a crayon box, polka dots and stripes this
little pink umbrella
was nothing special. But you wanted it so bad, so bad, you nagged me for it, saying you'd sweep the stairs, and dust the countertops, and wash the dis
by ~captfunsponge
so guess what? IM BACK!
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- Favourite movie: None.
- Favourite band or musician: i cannot decide
- Favourite genre of music: classics of the rock variety
- Favourite artist: yet to be decided
- Favourite poet or writer: me or myself, one of the two...
- Favourite photographer: um, that would have to be Emily Warton.
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- Favourite cartoon character: Either Mr.Man or Ziggy.
- Personal Quote: "When I get old I'm gonna be a fountain of crap!"
- Tools of the Trade: pens. Can't correct homework without them.
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