This is a rewrite, to test out how I have grown, and to have fun with an old story that I am particularly fond of. I pray you find joy in this short story.
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He sat before a small round table, a banquet spread before him with fruits of all kind, some even ...
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- Tue Jun 22, 2021 7:06 am
- Forum: Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle
- Topic: The Lost Feather (2021) [PG-13]
- Replies: 0
- Views: 480
- Mon Mar 22, 2010 8:30 am
- Forum: Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle
- Topic: The Lost Feather
- Replies: 0
- Views: 1517
The Lost Feather
The Lost Feather
She was nice to me?
His words echoed softly across the long halls, the linings of velvet silk fanned slowly with the motion of the softest of winds; the cloth waved with the sounds of cool breezes, a funnel of air echoed in a sound of a flute-like orchestra, whispering sweet ...
She was nice to me?
His words echoed softly across the long halls, the linings of velvet silk fanned slowly with the motion of the softest of winds; the cloth waved with the sounds of cool breezes, a funnel of air echoed in a sound of a flute-like orchestra, whispering sweet ...
- Mon Dec 29, 2008 12:17 am
- Forum: Original Fiction
- Topic: Twelve Minutes and Thirty Eight Seconds
- Replies: 0
- Views: 863
Twelve Minutes and Thirty Eight Seconds
Twelve Minutes and Thirty Eight Seconds
I don?t know what it is about a jeepney ride that makes me fall asleep. Is it the rumbling sound of the old engine obvious of wear and tear, roaring every few seconds to a speed much faster than a snail?s pace? Or perhaps the accursed roads having pot ...
I don?t know what it is about a jeepney ride that makes me fall asleep. Is it the rumbling sound of the old engine obvious of wear and tear, roaring every few seconds to a speed much faster than a snail?s pace? Or perhaps the accursed roads having pot ...
- Wed Oct 17, 2007 2:18 am
- Forum: Original Fiction
- Topic: Tears of a Broken Heart (The First Tear)
- Replies: 0
- Views: 1199
Tears of a Broken Heart (The First Tear)
I am no hero... It's just that... for her...
Tears of a Broken Heart
The First Tear - The Light at the End
She smiled softly...
...upon the silent glow of the morning light slowly descending across open grasslands, a motherly embrace across a world just about to wake from its slumber ...
Tears of a Broken Heart
The First Tear - The Light at the End
She smiled softly...
...upon the silent glow of the morning light slowly descending across open grasslands, a motherly embrace across a world just about to wake from its slumber ...
- Thu Apr 05, 2007 6:31 pm
- Forum: Original Fiction
- Topic: In Dawn's Embrace
- Replies: 0
- Views: 1197
In Dawn's Embrace
In Dawn's Embrace
The mornings drew in silently against the backdrop of a cold winter's day; a silence that rang like a heavy bell atop a cathedral tower, maddening echoes that filled the landscape with unease. Soft winds echoed the silent remorse, the sheer whispers spoke of a promise, more of ...
The mornings drew in silently against the backdrop of a cold winter's day; a silence that rang like a heavy bell atop a cathedral tower, maddening echoes that filled the landscape with unease. Soft winds echoed the silent remorse, the sheer whispers spoke of a promise, more of ...
- Thu Jan 25, 2007 7:49 am
- Forum: Original Fiction
- Topic: A Short (Pre) Valentine's Story
- Replies: 0
- Views: 1299
A Short (Pre) Valentine's Story
Well, here we are, while I haven't been hit by the lazy bug as of yet, and even though it's this early, well, now's the only time I have to write, so Get Off My Case!
*shakes his head* Whoa! What happened..?
Anyway, here it is...
A Short (Pre) Valentine's Story
A rumble echoed softly ...
*shakes his head* Whoa! What happened..?
Anyway, here it is...
A Short (Pre) Valentine's Story
A rumble echoed softly ...
- Fri Dec 29, 2006 6:00 am
- Forum: Kingdom Hearts
- Topic: Kingdom Hearts Alt - Embrace of Sacrifice
- Replies: 0
- Views: 2264
Kingdom Hearts Alt - Embrace of Sacrifice
An alternate story of love and friendship set in the world of Kingdom Hearts. Join Kino, Max and Uncle Scrooge as they journey to help each other save those they love and make a couple of friends from your loved of Disney and SquareEnix characters.
So, I used the same intro in FF.com, I'm lazy from ...
So, I used the same intro in FF.com, I'm lazy from ...
- Mon Sep 11, 2006 4:48 pm
- Forum: Original Fiction
- Topic: The Midnight Bell
- Replies: 0
- Views: 1122
The Midnight Bell
I hate when people are about to die, everyone is crying and agonizing and telling people things that should've been said a long long time ago, so this might sound weird but heck if I wanna die without the tears and all that agonizing stuff... so here it is...
The Midnight Bell
The bell of ...
The Midnight Bell
The bell of ...
- Sat Sep 09, 2006 8:14 am
- Forum: Original Fiction
- Topic: (Lemon) *Insert Appropriate Title* (Lemon)
- Replies: 0
- Views: 1388
(Lemon) *Insert Appropriate Title* (Lemon)
LEMON
If you're under 17 years of age, do not read any further. Though I tried to make it as tasteful as I can, it may still have an obscenity or two.
I'm bad with titles...
I could still see smell the scent of burning corpses wafting up to the heavens, reaching upon the skies to the clouds ...
If you're under 17 years of age, do not read any further. Though I tried to make it as tasteful as I can, it may still have an obscenity or two.
I'm bad with titles...
I could still see smell the scent of burning corpses wafting up to the heavens, reaching upon the skies to the clouds ...
- Wed Aug 16, 2006 8:55 pm
- Forum: Original Fiction
- Topic: In Silence
- Replies: 0
- Views: 1230
In Silence
Symbolism... too much symbolism...
Title Changed... as you know, titles hate me as much as I hate making them...
The squeak of red rusted swings screeched silently with the echoes of the wind upon a lush hill overlooking a city upon the end of its mid-day rush, with the bustle so evident even ...
Title Changed... as you know, titles hate me as much as I hate making them...
The squeak of red rusted swings screeched silently with the echoes of the wind upon a lush hill overlooking a city upon the end of its mid-day rush, with the bustle so evident even ...