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"No she's not, lookit, she's still breathing!"
"Nope... That's your imagination... She's dead."
"Oh would you knock it off, she's aliiiive!"
What the hell was that? Sounded like... like....Robert and... uhh... shoot, what's his name... Ry...no.. not that... uhh....Graham! That was it! It was Graham! But why are they saying I'm dead?
"No Graham, I saw her fall... she's dead."
Oh thats right... I fell off the plaza... But, I don't see a white light... I can't find my grandmother... I'm not dead, what is Robert talking about?
"Robert, I don


Freedom's CallingThe mare looked bewildered. The wolves on one side, and the furless things to her other side. Her herd abandoned her, her family gone... surrendered to the furless', they sat on her back and paraded around on her fair white coat. Her blue eyes pleaded to be freed. Her red mane and tail, once straight and shining, now woven and tangled.Freedom's Calling
Then, freedom called her. The furless left her trap open. Fire burning at her backside, she made a break for it. The furless caught on quickly, sending their wolves after her. Furless sat upon backs of her kind, kicking harshly. To her amazement, they didn't fight the creatures. Shouting, yel


Shinkai - Chapter TwoShinkai - Chapter two. "My heart stopped."Shinkai - Chapter Two
"Why do you not want to remember?"
I remeber watching Papa, Mama, Amzar and Oi-oka settle for the night. My beloved friend lay beside my feet, fast asleep. The elves sand their evening offering and the gypsies hummed along. Still, nobody knew...
We are no normal equine. We live as long, if not longer, than elves. My father alone has seen nearly four hundred years. We all are still young. Azeem approached me from my left, carrying two beautiful woven blankets. One was silver and gold, the other a


Shinkai - Chapter OneShinkai - Chapter One "A New Life to the World..."Shinkai - Chapter One
The story of my beloved friend begins with a song. A gently song that was written by Elves and played by Gypsies. Piano, violins, pans, flutes and harps and guitars. It is soft, but well spoken. It is full of meaning. Be it passionate meaning or sorrowful, it is up to the listener to decide. It is beautiful, as is my beloved friend. I am a year older than she, so I was there for her birth. For her parents, the Elves and the Gypsies, it was a glorious day. A new life into the world. I had not the heart to tell them...
Devious Comments
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Please read my original story Schwarze Engel. Your comments are greatly appreciated.
"Are you going to eat that cake? Regardless of what you say I will be taking the Cake." - L from Death Note.
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THE INTERNET HAS BROUGHT ME DESPAIR!
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"If Marluxia had known that moments after Vexen had left his heart would stop beating, he probably wouldn't have wasted his last breath on lame jokes." *Sora-X-Riku
You're welcome! <3
And to you too~
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When life gives you lemons, squeeze lemon juice in your enemies eyes!
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I am the Cursed_Pirate xD
We love to Entertain You *the cursed herd*
Have a very Happy New Year!
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(¸.* (¸.*´¨`. i just don't belong here...
(or thirtythree, depends on how you look at it.)
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~ Ask me about my ability to annoy complete strangers ~
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Goonies never say die!
Believe in yourself, and in Kung Fu.
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We come to this place
Falling through time
Living a hollow life
Ohkay!
Magnetic hugs?
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<.< >.>
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*magnet hug* : D
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