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The sun reached the horizon, fighting to illuminate the forest. The light fell across Tamia's face, stirring her from a pleasant dream of better days. Taking a deep breath, she ...

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Philosophy of the Dark- Authors note: I've decided to start censoring the language a bit, just here though. The origionals are full out though =D Enjoy!!!! Chapter 22-Consequential solitude They ...

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The mist of the waterfall hangs in the air A rainbow is created, frozen in time Free of all woes, worries or menial care And so I give away the ...

Why couldn’t she tell him how she felt? He had said he liked her But is it anything more than that? She may never know. They said she acted like ...

She stood there, staring at them. They were on there knees, bowing to her, as they should be. "Pitiful little things they are, they live in grub, mud, and pig ...

Philosophy of the Dark- Authors note: Sorry about the time it's taken to post this chapter, it's been a hectic week. Enjoy! Chapter 21-Apologies-On both accounts It's hard to visit ...

Adams stared reverently down at the petri cells holding his first successfully injected eggs. The little spits of biomass looked like eyes – hundreds of fragile, half-transparent eyes – returning ...

"Kelsey," he said. I closed my eyes and covered my face with my hands. "Kelsey," he repeated, "look at me. We need to talk." I sighed. Slowly and reluctantly I ...

She lay on her bed, dead inside. It was too much. She rolled over and picked up the knife. Her mother died in the car crash to save her, her ...

James was breathing heavily, his breath fogging up the window of the tiny room. It had been a close call, one small movement had caught her eye, she was perceptive, ...

Night engulfs the frozen land, Clouds hide starlight's icy band; Ocean tides swell, flooding hope, Struggling survivors struggle to cope, Only to sink in depthless sand. Time freezes in the ...

July 23, 1861 Tuesday Today I have decided to volunteer in the war. I have given a lot of thought about it, and I have made up my mind. Father ...

I lose myself to those I hate. Lost in the endless shadow. I stretch and dig to deep. who am I? Those who know don't answer, others do not care. ...