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The Wraithen"The day has come, my dear son, my last blood, my dear, dear son." King Zos stared toward something that was not really there, and it was clear that his eyes saw just as much nothing as they held. His grip was still taut-his sword arm still strong-but Nevin could feel it loosening nonetheless. "Take this kingdom and finish my work! Save us from-" He coughed.The Wraithen
Before the king could speak again, Dau Lerry stood and cleared his throat. "Well, your majesty," he inserted himself into the conversation, addressing the prince, "your father needs his rest, it is time we be off." Nevin could see a strong glint of impatience in the Hi
by *Iciaa
WhyToday, I fell in love with love. They say the grass always looks greener, but never really is; that I am Eve, and could I truly resist that apple? They say I could not; that I could never. I am asked, "Why?" I ask, "Why not?"Why
by *Iciaa
This TaleListen child, and you shall hear, Tales of dragons, fairies, and fear. You'll find in writings and pictures, or, Those whispered voices behind the door. There may be stories of witches' brew, Of magic and mayhem, and goblins, too. The choices made through endless strife, Might be the difference of death and life, So listen child, for this tale of woe, Begins with neither friend nor foe.This Tale
by *Iciaa
FotV-The Oracle's Troupe“The night rode in like the pounding hooves of horses that day. The cries of the plague rang around Vass as the armies marched to and from the enemy lines, less among their ranks with each return.”FotV-The Oracle's Troupe
The torches flickered across the stage, illuminating a man, smoking a cigar. Past the makeshift wall, two others clashed swords, back and forth, back and forth. “Death rained down upon the kingdom like nothing ever had before.” The man with the cigar collapsed onto the floor, just as one of the fighting soldiers fell to the other’s sword. The survivor buckled from his wounds. “The land w
by *Iciaa
One by OneOne day, there will be a fork in this endless road, and if we are forced to take separate paths, may they never stray far enough that I cannot see you walking along between the trees.One by One
by *Iciaa
They Were the RavensThey were the Ravens, and they ruled us.They Were the Ravens
We lived on the barren side of the mountain, in tiny huts that barely fit two people. Day after day, I sat, staring off the hillside toward their towering metropolis. I had often dreamed of visiting the Raven Tribe, to see inside their city. Of, course, I knew, it would never happen. I was only a Sparrow.
I let myself fantasize, I knew their weaponry was far beyond advanced to mine, and that they would never induct a Sparrow to their ranks, even as a slave. I was beyond low.
The others Sparrows of my village always spoke of the legends of the R
by *Iciaa
Forge of the Voices-SynopsisWARNING, WARNING. FORGE OF THE VOICES SPOILERS BELOW. DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO KNOW THE ENDING.Forge of the Voices-Synopsis
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Ch. 1—The Weary Witness Ashley Gregory is a 17 year old girl with a terrifying secret—she can hear the thoughts of those around her. She goes through a day at school and has a dream of a man who tells her to go to a certain address in New York City. She is wary of the choice.
Ch. 2—Empty Hearts Shadewhisper has just been freed from her master, but has also lost her one true love. She sets off on a journey to find a way to bring him back, hunting for the Te
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Remember Me?Hi.Remember Me?
Remember me? I’m the girl who created a world. You wouldn’t know, though. You are completely unaware of where you are. You live in a normal world, to you.
I’m just stopping by to greet you and ask you how things have been going. I wouldn’t know. I haven’t visited you lately.
I had a dream the other night, and it was about your world, except, I was actually there. I was you, in fact, and I could feel everything you felt. The pain and the sorrow? It was such a relief. I’d love to experience it in reality.
Reality is nowhere near as good as your world, though.
by *Iciaa
Blood of the Followers--Ch. 10She walked for miles and miles. Seconds felt like hours and minutes felt like days. The scenery barely changed. Bits of torn cloth still blew in the wind and scarlet blood still glistened from the remains of walls and sidewalks. Every here and there, a storefront sign or a mailbox lay in one piece, but most were simply shards and splinters, left for dead, like a broken family, scattered to the hands of fate.Blood of the Followers--Ch. 10
It was not long, but it was forever, when she stepped forward and her foot found a fissure in the stone and she felt herself falling.
She reached out to catch herself, despite knowing her hands would
by *Iciaa
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I'm Coming ApartI am clutching my hands together and wishing they could be doing anything else. I am singing whatever song comes to my head because it reminds me of you. I am falling asleep in classes on the slim chance that I'll dream of you. I am searching your eyes for any hint of feeling, waiting for the slightest indication that I have permission to touch you. I am standing on the sidelines waiting my turn.I'm Coming Apart
My patience is starting to wear away.
I am watching the smile on your face as you say her name. Every year a new girlfriend – a new name to hurt me with.
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If You Love HerWalking through the hallsIf You Love Her
of the mall with your best friends, She’s just another pretty face, you barely give her a second glance. They give cat calls and wolf whistles, But she has eyes only for you. And later when you’re home
On the phone with your girlfriend You get into another petty fight. She says it’s over, You say that’s ok. You’ve got a better girl on your mind.
If you love her, tell her Cause she can’t wait forever. She’s lost; go find her. Let the hide and seek commence. If you love her,
by ~fionapixie
Just a NameIt’s just a name.Just a Name
No, stop this. You’re over him. You’re stronger than this. Don’t remember his amazing eyes - forget the feel of his arms. Wipe all the laughs from your mind. It’s just a name, you can hear it. It will have no effect on you. Please wipe those tears away – you know what he says isn’t true. It doesn’t matter that he killed your dreams like the wind kills the pitiful candle flame. It doesn’t matter that he lied to you for months, making you believe he was the light when he was simply a dark pit.&
by ~fionapixie
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Sorry. I would have been here sooner, but the shiny saxophone of doom distracted me.
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Music is life. The end.
Auditory Wicked Epic Stationary Official Marching Ensemble (call us A.W.E.S.O.M.E, I guess)
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Music is life. The end.
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Next time you think you're perfect,
Try walking on water.
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