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They ran swiftly through the wintry forest, her ever-changing eyes now a deep violet as she turned to seek out those who sought her death. Birds flew, scattering in their wake. They were running not from the laws of the Dreiz but from the pointed bronzed spears of the quick, long legged hunters of the Latria clan. Her wary eyes scanned the darkening forests into which they so hastily fled. Seeing no-one behind them and hearing no sound of the hunters’ careful tread, she soothed her companion with a few soft, barely distinguishable words. Her companion, recognizing her voice, slowed to a stop, emerald eyes asking why they
by ~chiichanflame
Mr Sockby ~chiichanflame
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Choice over ChanceYour helpless cries are nothing in these apathetic bounds No voice of reassurance comes to ease your troubled mind Battered, bruised and broken, beaten up and left behind Cruel misfortune led you here and cast you to the groundChoice over Chance
This is Desperation, none can know what lies ahead And there is no returning once the door has been pulled shut So before you take the razor blade and make the final cut Consider every circumstance and why the tears were shed
One in every four who felt their pain too hard to bear Discovered as they slipped away that things were not so bad For one
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Rise and Fallwith every breath, every full volume of inhalationRise and Fall
the artificial happiness courses deeply through her
every inch and fibre of her being
consumed totally by this forbidden addiction she shudders as this perverse satisfaction,
this rude pleasure sends hot chills down her spine
and with another hungry, deepest breath the final columns rush within her
but still, there remains that scarce coherence,
that unbearable burden held tightly in her chest the painful scars still irreversibly raw
in sheer frustration, in a burst of pure pent-up emotion
by ~Chrylibis
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you're one in a crowd and you're paranoid of every sound.
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"The little boat floated gently across the surface of the lake exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't."
*waves*
lol O_o
*laughs at Mr.Sock*
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*~. When time is of the essence, Why spend it alone .~*
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hahaha.. i promise i'll put mr sock on next cs lesson ^_^* heehee
~Where there is no light, there is no darkness.. ^^*~
Im sure youre just gonna love it here
But...
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