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Unsortable...*One*

Submitted by Madeline on Wed, 02/15/2012 - 20:57

Hiya! 

Well, I'm trying a new story. Hopefully I'll keep writing it. I've got a vague idea of what I want to happen, and what this story is about. As it goes on, it'll be clear just what "talents" means. Annnnddd....I'd love to hear your thoughts. Comments?? It helps immensely when ya'll comment, because knowing people are reading is SO encouraging. Thanks!! 

-Homey ;D

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One: Running, Healing, and Aggressive Cops.

Oh, Wonder Why the Sun Fell: Chapter Twenty and Chapter Twenty-One

Submitted by Bernadette on Fri, 01/06/2012 - 20:22

Chapter Twenty

We were now in the heart of the City, and the light of the Clock was burning brightly. Fleeing into every shadow, we found that there was a great stir, and we heard hushed voices were heard in the Square. There was much pattering of feet. Horse hooves clattered. The Marher were about. Our flight became quicker and footfalls lighter; yet we knew that we must path through the Square. It was the swiftest way. And time could not be spared, as the Marher were watching for us.

Icy Cloak and Silvery Lantern ~IX~

Submitted by Elizabeth on Wed, 12/28/2011 - 21:53

       It was evening of the next day. Adelaide was restless. She could not forget the visible strength of the man who had saved her. It frightened her. Never had she seen a soldier of such built and such serious demeanor. Revocatus, assuredly, possessed grave features, but his presence bore warmth. And Lawrence was gentler and his gravity came from something deeper within him. She dreaded the meeting that was to occur that night.

12/7/1941

Submitted by Hannah W. on Wed, 12/07/2011 - 20:26

the bright flash of a flare in your eyes
lights up your face--

warnings streak across the sky
like shooting stars--

For a second I thought I might believe--

bombs falling with the sound of fireworks,
the rise and fall of bursting lights;
rushing through air that could carry paper cranes,
that could sail paper kites.

For a second I thought I might have seen--

metal falling from the sky
pelting like rain--

horizon filled with smoke and light
heat on your face--

Flame, cool, sea, burn pt. 2

Submitted by E on Mon, 11/28/2011 - 05:34

*A/N* I've been having such writing block that I've been trying just to let the creativity flow, so this writing style is a little bit different. And there has been ZERO editing, so if there are any really terrible grammatical errors or mispellings, please let me know. Critiques are more than welcome, as always!!!!

 

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