Dark-Scorpion

My Stories

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  • Emrys opened his eyes slowly hearing whispers from the very room that his coffin laid in.  It was only legend that vampires had to sleep in coffins, but Emrys had always f
    1700 words, 22 comments, March 13, 2006. In <200 lines, Fiction
  • On one particular evening, a gray haired Josiah gave the students a free day from school.  Many of them complained at this, as they all honestly and deeply enjoyed their s
    1900 words, 2 comments, March 13, 2006. In <200 lines, Fiction
  • Emrys stared across the table as Josiah continued to speak. For the first time he actually took the time to note his physical features.  He had a strong face with high che
    1400 words, 1 comment, March 11, 2006. In <200 lines, Fiction
  • It was cold.  Cold as only a dead man could feel it.  Or so it seemed.  Really it was a warm night in the city.  But who really cared?  It was cold to
    1500 words, 1 comment, March 11, 2006. In <200 lines, Fiction

My Poetry

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  • Tears taste like memories
    Of something I once had.
    <100 words, 4 comments, August 3, 2009. In Personal, Pain, Life, Dark
  • A poem that examines two separate things, parts of each stanza being about one thing, other parts about the other. Built to all most confuse the reader, forcin
    <100 words, 3 comments, March 24, 2006. In 0, 10
  • Falling petals against an Autumn air
    So much out of place
    <100 words, 3 comments, March 9, 2006. In 0, 0, 10

My journal entries

  • How few know what it is to be useless; not due to drugs, alcohol, or some twist of fate, leaving them crippled, but simply due to a simple lack of usefulness. To be unable to bring ones self to perform the basic and simple tasks that lead to success of any measure. Who then, would understand what it is that I am a
    August 2, 2009, 1,700 words. Make first comment?

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