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Flame or ice? Flame or ice what ? Is there any point to that question at all? - Chauncy Forsythe Would you ever cheat on your significant other?

Sure thing! EDIT: Edited my entry!

My fingers pressed against my stomach, where the note lay beneath the fabric against my skin. I heard it crinkle a little as I shifted my hand back down to ...

I slipped out of the crowd and up the stairs to the open room under the eaves, where the whores and some of the waitresses slept. My shift had ended, ...

I agree. How about this? One of Alana's friends--perhaps even a family member--is in prison. S/He however, is dead, so even though Alana gets into the gang we don't have ...

*wince* I'm sorry, but any mention of singing or singers or songs in the title is just cliche at this point... every amateur writer (my past self included) has at ...

Sounds like lit fic, dramatic and possibly centering on a dysfunctional romance. The title'd get me interested; the blurb, if it was good, might convince me to buy it. Puddle ...

I agree with Jenna. I think this is how it should go: Alana maybe overhears something Finn and Valin say as she's serving someone near them. When she sees them ...

2/10... what's the point?

I spared only half a glance as yet another fight-seeking drunkard was laid low--this by a rather peculiarly dressed man as his companions stood by, smirking with superiority--before hurrying over ...

This place was ridiculous. I could barely step out of the kitchen before there were men grabbing at me and the food and ale I carried, before having to dodge ...

Finn was very well aware of the fact that magic didn't exist anymore, or at least not the way it used to. All right, to be completely honest, she was ...

Full Name: Fionnabhair ( finn -a-vair) "Finn" Chant Gender: female Age: 23 Birthplace: the village of Sedgeley in the Blackwode Mountains Father's Name: Conleth Chant (deceased) Mother's Name: Mabina

*eyes Zak* I think I'm a little small to be throwing you. How about I just throw things at you? Nothing too lethal, promise. *bright smile* Anyway, welcome to YWS, ...

Addien: Huh. En't you a right--*aside* what? Fintan, shuddup, I'm tryin' to leave a message. No, stop bothering me! Beyatha's tits, priestling, leave me alone! *back into the phone* Sorry ...