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Cry Me A River...It never ceased to amaze him… Just how much your life could change in such little time…Cry Me A River...
Ezekiel silently watched as the only place he could call home simply went up in flames. Enormous, hungry orange tongues of light licked at everything from the tallest tree to the smallest blade of grass. Everything he had… up in smoke.
He couldn’t exactly tell what it was that brought the tears, usually so hard to coax out from his eyes. Maybe it was the thick, billowing black fog surrounding him that made it even harder to breathe with its sour smell… or maybe it was the realization that this was it. He
by ~2Foxxy4U
Quickies - part 2He knew he was trouble from the start. Golden-flecked eyes watched the strange being standing a little ways from him. He was swaying slightly, and crooning to himself in a strange, lilting language, seemingly completely unaware that there was a small crowd of guys standing around him and snickering to themselves. His entire presense gave off a strange aura - fairly short, had a pale, guant face, strange markings around his eyes, shoes that seemed just a size too big for him, and loud, outrageously juvinile clothing that hid not a bit of armor on it. And if he had a weapon anywhere, he wasn't showing it. AQuickies - part 2
by ~2Foxxy4U
The Portrait: Part 1It was a chilly, late-autumn day and a slight breeze sifted through the branches of the nearly-bare trees. A young boy – maybe about fourteen years of age, was trudging through a narrow, twisting trail, muttering to himself. "Curse this wind… Curse my little brother… Curse that infuriating kite with its ACCURSED string!" Thomas lamented to himself, brushing his hair out of his eyes. "Be the precious little child too far in his youth to walk not but TEN minutes into the forest to retrieve his OWN kite? Me thinks not! Mother is spoiling the boy – she never…"The Portrait: Part 1
He stopped and gaped as he abruptly came to the e
by ~2Foxxy4U
Quickies - part 1A low rumble of thunder rumbled a little ways off from the huge, bustling city omninously.Quickies - part 1
The girl inconspicuously drew the cloak a bit tighter around her body, striding through the crumbling, drab streets, eyes darting around every-so-often for any signs of trouble. Trouble was something one found very, VERY often in this hell pit of a city.
A passing stranger examined her curriously, eyeing her odd choice for clothing - a leather trench coat that came to the middle of her calves, a widely brimmed hat that cast her whole face in a shadow, and dark, wrap-around sunglasses. The sunglasses wouldn't have looked so od
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"sigh" i need to chill
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