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..but it's fun! Mostly, though, I want to blank this out again. Soyeah.Newest
CrowingWhatever happened to never doubt? Cannot the skies clear without rain? Wind and thunder resound above, Howls of demented Angels echo below, Between is a plain of dust and ashes; It is gray, gray as twilight or lies, Gray as forgiveness or crystal tears, Gray as silence or shouting doubt.Crowing
Whatever happened to truth? The dove flies without mercy. Cannot you end its furtive pain? To the left are the slavering hounds, To the right is the Cheshire Cat. In front is a crucifix hallowed, Behind is a shining soft star.
Whatever happened to touch? &n
by ~daeshadi
By the Seaby ~daeshadi
Those TimesFor all those times when you've Held my hand and hugged me tight, Talked to me in the middle of the night, Heard me out when I had to speak, Kept me from falling when I felt weak, Told me of love when I was feeling down, Showed me beauty without a sound, Laughed with me and shared a smile, Sat with me silently for a while. For all those times I've seen you, Or talked to you about all that is. For all those times I've said 'I love you', And heard you reply with the same. For all those times and for you yourself, I can't help but be thankful, my love; You'Those Times
by ~daeshadi
The Lab IncidentIt wasn't your fault the lab blew up that December day. You had nothing to do with it, no matter how much you tell yourself it was all because of you. I'll lay out the facts for you, and then you'll see.The Lab Incident
You woke up that morning ready to learn, got out of bed, went down to the kitchen where Katrina was preparing food, and took some of it. She hit your hand, but she was smiling and she gave you more food, saying that a teenage boy should never go hungry. That incident wasn't important. That your mother found out that you weren't waiting for breakfast to be properly prepared was. Maybe you shouldn't have snuck down early, but you d
by ~daeshadi
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Rapheby ~trilly-ankh
My LadyWhere do you go my lady? Do you see the hawk soaring On the wings of dreams Where will you go –My Lady
What do you know?
Why do you show the world, Do you fly on the wings of beasts? Who can you call to find alone, When you see –
Can you fly?
See how the wind will carry you home, It will find you, it will find your darkness, Why do you see the fading lovers behind the trees? Are you mad –
Show me.
Oh, how the wind it blows, Calling the dreams of the broken, Lady, you walk in the forest alone, You are brok
by ~Aduialithil
The Lay of the Legend of AeranThere came from the ocean the people of Aeraeo, From the sea-elves Aeraeo came many a haeol, Then from a haeol came a boy named Aeran, Who sang such sweet songs as the ocean herself. His voice wove the waters as weavers might winde, Creating the pictures of places long past, And all of the peoples would still-swim and listen, So Aeran sang in motion and stillness. One ear among many belonged to a god, Whose mind was enchanted with voice and with song, As such that his tears were joined to the sea, This god then gave Aeran three tasks to complete. The first was to take theThe Lay of the Legend of Aeran
by ~Aduialithil
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Devious Info
- Interests: Nature, otherworldly beings, reading, writing, and a lot of other things
- Favourite movie: Lord of the Rings, the Star Wars saga
- Favourite genre of music: Just about anything. Not rap, though. I don't like that.
- Favourite poet or writer: George R. R. Martin, Jacqueline Carey, Frank Herbert, Orson Scott Card... and others.
- Favourite style of art: Pretty?
- Favourite gaming platform: PC. Also the only one I have.
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English doesn't borrow from other languages; English follows other languages down dark alleys, knocks them over, and sifts through their pockets for loose grammar.
-James Nicoll
I am the butter on the toast of lies!
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Everybody lies.
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In dreams, the world shines so much brighter.
In reality, the world becomes so much more.
In truth, love is where those worlds collide,
Where those worlds combine to let you soar.
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C'est la Vie!
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C'est la Vie!
This is Zari, BTW
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Resident Flying Ocelot Clarinetist, Young Fogey, Thesaurus Thrower, Chainsaw Demigoddess, and Deity Ex Machina. But you knew THAT.
I am many things. All of them hypoallergenic.
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*Ginz
He holds me when I start to cry, Makes me smile with just his eyes,
Shares my hopes, dreams and fears, Whipes aways all my tears,
I love him without regret, I just haven't found him yet.
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so suffer all the children and walk away a savior
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