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What lies below has been extracted from the middle of the beginning. So there are going to be some things you need to know, Sekar is a priest from a ...

Hammerfists erase punctuation marks in favor of acerbicrunons, the static of bad reception adding a dulcet undertone to to the screeching tires of your getaway car. Fingertips trace the tracks ...

i have no more poetry to give, to lay upon the altar of your shoulderblades; beads of words trapped as sweat in the valley of your back. i have barely ...

Dark-eyed aureate love descends From austere clouds I've never known, Weaving a framework of crakling flames 'Til my eyes flash and hiss with gold. But how long 'til a youthful ...

DreamLooking up at meWith an innocent face,Begging for me to be on her side.Reaching down to take her out of the well;I fell in myself.I hit my head on a ...

As long as you and I can remember Back before then, even, My family’s house stood against the wind, A sanctuary for my frail being. The shouts of their offspring ...

~Chapter Three~ Attack  Khor woke up earlier than usual and took a shower. When he was done he changed into his robes. They were freshly washed and felt crisp ...

Chapter Two The stiff stones disrupted me from sleep. When I opened my eyes, it was about as dark as it was with her eyes closed. Quickly and lazily I ...

Super Boy Prologue There it was hanging and gliding back and forth , the villain upside down held by a single rope that kept him alive. He was high in ...

Toes tickled with sand Waves licking my feet I wade into the water Seaweed and rocks knee-deep I sit upon the shore Seagulls cackling like wild It's my haven, my ...

(Hey, there's a prologue before this...) Chapter I: The Damned and The Broken --January 10, 2007-- Terra Fauntree drank from the glass as she desperately tried to get rid of ...

A Peasant’s Reassurance ‘Because a true king looks toward the sky, Though some revolt and others conspire, A true king will never die. That’s why he’ll always try, Try never ...

The Wishing Gate “You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water.” – Rabindranath Tagore Fred Maitland followed the shrill whimperings and the click-clack of black ...

Cinderella _________________ You’re coming. You’re coming closer to me, weaving your way in and out of the crowds, your aqua eyes focused on my widened pupils. What’s going on? I ...