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about a week ago and the voting will start soon, please vote for me @___@ it would be awesome to win. I mean yeah check out all the other awesome entrants, it's just that I think mine looks cool too XD so if you have the chance, then stop on by and leave a comment when the voting does start. redclub.deviantart.com/favouri… my entry
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<3 love you baby go stop on by and say hi. He has more picture of me and Diana I can assure you are candid since I never agreed to them D: but it's okay. His specialty is black and white, great guy and really nice so he won't bite for all you ladies out there...very open-minded. He had a recent bad break-up so we've been trying to bring his spirits up since he's determined not to give up hope 
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The Field Trip-Part 1Leaves began blowing in the breeze, gently rocking the trees. Students gathered closely together to gain some warmth on this cool day.
They were waiting patiently for their professor to arrive, and began chatting nonchalantly.
One student looked from his place on the steps in the front of the school building. He was sketching the leaves as they fluttered past him.
He wanted to capture the essence that was nature, but has yet felt the capabilities to portray it on paper.
Glancing occasionally at his fellow classmates, the young man did not feel a presence sit beside him until he felt a breath in his face.
" Hey Kenneth, what are you doing over here sitting by yourself?" the person beside him asked.
Kenneth looked up, blowing a piece of hair from his face," Hi Conroy, nothing in particular."
"Nothing in particular? I find that extremely hard to believe my friend."
"Oh really? And why is that pray tell?" Kenneth retaliated watching the other in the corner of his eyes.
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The Imperial Guard, PrologueThere’s no history that’s completely accurate except for the one you see with your own eyes.
So if you’re going to throw a tantrum over historical inaccuracy, I don’t want to hear it. I’d rather you hear about this from someone else, too. But the fact is that there aren’t too many people who know of everything that was involved in Myrrh’s war for independence, and. Well. The rest of them decided it would be amusing to make me write all this out. “Oh, Cat, it would be so much more entertaining if YOU did it!” Assholes.
I’m not that great of an observer. There’s plenty of things I don’t know, as well. And I’m – I’ll admit it – extremely biased. But, since you’re stuck with me, I’ll try to be as factual as humanly possible. Somewhat.
Before I get ahead of myself, I should explain the wonderful system that is Ancient Law. I’m not exactly sure who or what to blame for that, but since before rec
SirenSiren
I heard once
that across the Red River,
thirty miles south of where
the thornbushes grow wild into a
solid wall, there is a ghost town
in the valley surrounded by mountains.
A ghost town in ruins, each house
missing a roof or a wall, sometimes
just stripped down to its foundation,
and an impermeable layer of black
smog hanging around its streets. Some
people say it was ravaged in the war
a few years back, and some say that
everyone just left one day, and the
still-lit empty houses tore themselves
apart in their loneliness.
One stayed behind.
A small girl in a blue dress that has
grown grayish and dirty with
too much wear, and long,
ash-colored hair that covers her face.
They say if you're very quiet,
and very still, she'll approach you,
tilting her head back to let her
hair slide back off her face. Her eyes
are wide and pupilless, deep and white
and so large they threaten to swallow
her face whole, and she smiles simply
and says in a small voice: "Listen,
traveler, can I sing you
Elegy for SummerElegy for Summer
june.
Only the third inning
and I was already squinting,
the sun in my eyes, legs stuck to bleachers,
my fingers pulling the matted fur of a
spaniel belonging to my brother’s teammate’s mother.
The ball whipped through the air,
and I saw her not-yet rare smile bloom,
even in the heat.
july.
You had nothing to worry about.
You were always better
at skipping stones.
They were our every whims:
bare feet against searing pavement
and sharp gravel, fireworks over the lake,
a balancing act on our shared inner tube, and
your brilliant plans that never ran out.
Your lake house had a pulse,
a thud of well water within the walls that
never masks the sound of screaming college boys
and their naked bodies hitting the water every night.
My mattress creaked and tilted
as you crawled over me, head out the open window,
giggling behind your hand.
I closed my eyes and wished for thunder.
august.
I only swam once,
but I kicked the barnacles against the dock.
More Than Bad Luck- prologue
Friday the 13th , I saw every bad luck incident before it happened. Nothing ever happened to me or anyone else that I couldn't see. I've witnessed every car crash 5 minutes before it happened, but theres nothing I ever could've done for those people. Nothing I could do to stop their fate. But the Friday night of January 13, 2006 was different. That day happenes to be my birthday, but its not a day worth celebrating. At least not anymore.
My parents took me to my favorite restaurant to celebrate my birthday. So far I was having the best birthday I'd had in some time. But right as I was taking the last bite of my special birthday cake a car crash scene sped through my mind, which usually doesn't phase me, but this time I was in the car! Not only me but my mom and dad too! I had never doubted my powers before, because they were always right. But t
