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- day 145
- 5 / 7 words ]]> sur les dunes
scalpées

A winter rain
on the scalped
dunes

Frantz, mai / may 2013 ]]> Un tableau

- day 145
- 5 / 7 words ]]> http://schizoinsanity.deviantart.com/art/A-Mage-s-Quest-373534639 http://schizoinsanity.deviantart.com/art/A-Mage-s-Quest-373534639 Fri, 24 May 2013 08:25:26 PDT A Mage's Quest nonadult literature/poetry/narrative/open SchizoInsanity http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/c/schizoinsanity.png?14 Copyright 2013 =SchizoInsanity A mage on a noble quest to seek residence within the halls of the great Grecian fortress so that he may be closer to his fair warrior princess. He'll be persistent, bold but not violent. He will do all he can to show her that his love for her is real. When it comes to his fair lady...there is no demon he won't face, no battle he won't fight, there is no quest he won't take and there is no such thing as fear.

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Good gods. ._.

I'm turning into a sap. And I'm a horrible poet but I don't care. I couldn't turn this into a whole story so I rolled with it. Don't like it? I really don't give a damn. *flips a table* Don't read it then!

My mage is on a quest!! Will he succeed!? >w<

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c.m., Mythos and Kit belong to:
~nscmseiyaryu

Archer and Abel belong to:
Me ]]> They can be good and evil at the same time
There is no such thing as pure or tainted or neutral
Or so I thought, he forever changed my view

He approached me with a proud stride, filled with purpose
His arms hung at his side, hands clenched in gentle fists
Those yellow eyes were bright, burning with a passion

“Did you know about this?” He asks me with a stern tone.
I knew this would happen. “Well, did you?”

“Know about what?” I ask, feigning innocence.
But he’s not amused. “I haven’t the slightest clue.”

“Aislinn told me about the ]]> A mage on a noble quest to seek residence within the halls of the great Grecian fortress so that he may be closer to his fair warrior princess. He'll be persistent, bold but not violent. He will do all he can to show her that his love for her is real. When it comes to his fair lady...there is no demon he won't face, no battle he won't fight, there is no quest he won't take and there is no such thing as fear.

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Good gods. ._.

I'm turning into a sap. And I'm a horrible poet but I don't care. I couldn't turn this into a whole story so I rolled with it. Don't like it? I really don't give a damn. *flips a table* Don't read it then!

My mage is on a quest!! Will he succeed!? >w<

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c.m., Mythos and Kit belong to:
~nscmseiyaryu

Archer and Abel belong to:
Me ]]> http://alawak.deviantart.com/art/A-Deer-in-Headlights-373514923 http://alawak.deviantart.com/art/A-Deer-in-Headlights-373514923 Fri, 24 May 2013 05:55:54 PDT A Deer in Headlights nonadult literature/poetry/narrative/open alawak http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/l/alawak.jpg?2 Copyright 2013 ~alawak wrong with me and she
tells me about it every
chance she gets. You are
just like your father.
Nothing in this world
could be any more
insulting than those words.
I hate you. I hate you.
I hate you. I could
barely whisper those words
as if they were razors
cutting my throat open. Maybe
the tears were holding
me back, like heavy
pieces of duct tape
fixing at the shape of
my lips. My feet were standing
in concrete and there was
a deer in headlights
frozen behind each of my
eyes. She watched them
intently. She was as calm
as a warm cup of tea
and that bothered me; the
way I was the boiling hot
water and she floate ]]> http://onetwistedpoet.deviantart.com/art/Patch-373556821 http://onetwistedpoet.deviantart.com/art/Patch-373556821 Fri, 24 May 2013 10:49:04 PDT Patch nonadult literature/poetry/narrative/open onetwistedpoet http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/o/n/onetwistedpoet.jpg?1 Copyright 2013 ~onetwistedpoet http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/
Moss underfoot springs back, covering tracks
So I'll follow discarded philosophies
littering your wake, no reason could ever
contain your butterfly steps

II.

hanging branches will echo your passing
rustling with pleasure still,
your fingers tracing trembling tips
on the luckiest leaves you wonder past
squirrelling semi-precious gems in the boles
of trees you never knew I'd climb
seeking perspective, a lay of your land

III.

Puzzling through pathways     etched in your skin
first in red then white, sharp brambles rough bark
abstract map of the places I will follow you
criss-crossed cuneiform tattoo

So I'll plunge through the wild chasi ]]> http://midthechaosprincess.deviantart.com/art/The-little-marinette-373555027 http://midthechaosprincess.deviantart.com/art/The-little-marinette-373555027 Fri, 24 May 2013 10:42:43 PDT The little marinette nonadult literature/poetry/narrative/open MidtheChaosPrincess http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/i/midthechaosprincess.jpg?11 Copyright 2013 ~MidtheChaosPrincess
The little marinette (c) ]]> Waiting for her cue to start the show
Her master pulls the strings,
Bringing her to life, starting the show
She follows the directions made by her master
He chooses her path on the stage
Where to go and what to do under the lights
Inside the little marinette there is life.
She has a mind and a soul
She was to be free from the strings
To dance on the stage her own way
Choosing her own path on that stage
But she's also afraid to be free of the strings of her master
Not knowing what will happen when the strings let her go
Making her free to move,  will she fall into the stage lifeless?
Or will she move like the ]]>
The little marinette (c) ]]> http://kittypwa.deviantart.com/art/DarkWorldChronicles2-373539626 http://kittypwa.deviantart.com/art/DarkWorldChronicles2-373539626 Fri, 24 May 2013 08:59:45 PDT DarkWorldChronicles2 nonadult literature/poetry/narrative/open KittyPwa http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/i/kittypwa.jpg?1 Copyright 2013 ~KittyPwa Previous: [link]
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]]> http://boxofblueroses.deviantart.com/art/The-perfect-garden-373507583 http://boxofblueroses.deviantart.com/art/The-perfect-garden-373507583 Fri, 24 May 2013 04:40:24 PDT The perfect garden nonadult literature/poetry/narrative/open BoxOfBlueRoses http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/o/boxofblueroses.jpg?1 Copyright 2013 ~BoxOfBlueRoses She longed for a basement, a cold dark, basement. That is where everyone went, it was safe there. But there was no such basement.
So she closed her eyes, and thought of the prefect garden.
No forget-me-nots,
For she wanted to forget.
No buttercups, she had no need of riches.
No need for morning glories, her love was not in vain.
Her love was...some where ells. She had not seen or heard from him for months. She took his tie from her coat pocket, his smell still on the fabric.
Roses...
The flower of love, that was what she had in her garden.
Not red, true red was for passion, but it w ]]> http://laqb.deviantart.com/art/Salamy-simulation-373558963 http://laqb.deviantart.com/art/Salamy-simulation-373558963 Fri, 24 May 2013 11:07:36 PDT Salamy simulation adult literature/poetry/narrative/open laqb http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/a/laqb.jpg?2 Copyright 2013 ~laqb to make a Sonamy or a Salamy fic
I decided to make a Salamy fic ]]>
“Are you sure about this, Sal?” The pink hedgehog asked nervous.

“Of course I am, Amy! Now come in!” Sally invited Amy to enter.

“I still don’t know, Sal, how this is going help my relationship with Sonic?” Amy asked

“Trust me. Once we finish, you'll be more than ready to do with Sonic.” Sally replied

Amy sighs. “If you said so.”

Sally takes Amy to her room. Sally takes Amy to her room. Arriving there, Amy sit down on the bed and Sally keep stand u ]]> to make a Sonamy or a Salamy fic
I decided to make a Salamy fic ]]>