| Insight into the views of how the world (namely the American people) are blind to the clear fate before us. |
| Insight into the views of how the world (namely the American people) are blind to the clear fate before us. |
| Insight into the views of how the world (namely the American people) are blind to the clear fate before us. |
Simply Magic

Unforgiven--Ch. 2I led the way back to the dorm room; ready to throw together every possession I had, to take to Lisas room.Unforgiven--Ch. 2
Lisa was a perfect leader. She had confidence, and talent.
All I was, was pretty. Was I a toy? I pushed the thought to the back of my mind and inserted my key into the door. It pushed open easily. My only talent seemed to be manipulation.
I tossed all of my clothes, toiletries, and makeup into my large duffel bag, and slung it over my shoulder. I sat on the bed, waiting for Deirdre and Melanie to finish packing their items.
I shoved my earb


Unforgiven--Ch. 1My heart beat faster and faster as I listened to the class discussion. I sank to my knees in front of the door. There was no way I could go back. Not when they made the conversation sound so morbid! I pressed my ear closer to the door.Unforgiven--Ch. 1
The Seven Deadly Sins are so called because represent the misdoings of all life. They seem small and trivial, but could lead to your demise. Therefore, they are in relation to certain demonic forces, and specific punishments in Hell, after a life-time of guilt and torture.
My mythology teacher always had something interesting to talk about, but I was deeply infu


Blood of the Followers--Ch. 4Avessas tour of the hospital lasted for several hours, and upon returning to the physicians office, Iciaa was more than ready to sit down and relax.Blood of the Followers--Ch. 4
I promised, Avessa said, after a moment's pause, that I would tell you the legend of the Followers, didn't I?
Yes, you did.
Alright. Avessa took a deep breath and sighed. She stood up and walked over to a crate full of what looked to be books and scrolls. She pulled out a beaten scroll and unrolled it. Upon it, was a painting of a beautiful woman. Her hair was short, but silver like Iciaas. H


Blood of the Followers--Ch. 3Im going out to the war zone.Blood of the Followers--Ch. 3
Rayne, the leader of the Servants of the Unseen, sat before her, taken aback. We need you here! She protested, her voice sounding more formal than usual.
They need me even more out there. Youve seen what I can do, Iciaa tried to look into her superiors eyes, but could not, for fear that her soul would be sucked from her body. Raynes eyes were of the deepest black, flecked with gold- nearly as powerful as her healing to those who beheld her.
But what about the Servants- Rayne began, bu


Blood of the Followers--Ch. 2Im fine, Iciaa! Kel protested loudly. Three days in the cold, glass hospital of Stolewood had done nothing to his pride, or his ego.Blood of the Followers--Ch. 2
Iciaa was slowly growing more exhausted by the moment, lack of sleep finally catching up to her, as Kel argued relentlessly. No, Kel, she replied, straining her voice to sound as loud as his. You are not fine. The poison is still in your blood.
She stared comfortingly into his eyes; the scars left by the poisoned Moran wolves dominated her vision, crossing the entire left side of his face. Even through the bandages, they were extrem
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Next time you think you're perfect,
Try walking on water.
Sorry. I would have been here sooner, but the shiny saxophone of doom distracted me.
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Next time you think you're perfect,
Try walking on water.
Sorry. I would have been here sooner, but the shiny saxophone of doom distracted me.
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Next time you think you're perfect,
Try walking on water.
Sorry. I would have been here sooner, but the shiny saxophone of doom distracted me.
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Next time you think you're perfect,
Try walking on water.
Sorry. I would have been here sooner, but the shiny saxophone of doom distracted me.
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