"I'll tell you it's strange and it makes me wonder, how sometimes in the occult forest, when no one is looking, the ax loves the tree: and it's stranger still that the tree should love the ax."
-Jim Lewis
"Why The Tree Loves The Ax"
- Last seen on Nov 14 11:31 AM 2008. Member since March 25, 2006.
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The rich sweet smell of the night was overpowering, despite the estranged sounds of men dying in the twilight; the bodies contorted in ways
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When I woke again it was twilight. The sun was sinking lower and lower into the full belly of the mountain, and soon it's shadow would swallow the valley in which we lived. Those last few moments before nighttime, when the w600 words, 2 comments, January 8, 2008
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1 / “Come here...to me.” she whispered in the dark and I felt the chill run down my spine. I circled closer, knowing what she wanted but s1000 words, 3 comments, December 10, 2007
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1 / I woke to the sound of gun fire. It was only one shot at first, just enough to jolt me awake, and then several simultaneously. It sounded like all out war. As usual it took me several minutes
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Playing at soft, half light, Weary and worn like - Ereshkigal at allpoetry
An insubordinate word for a woman scorned - Aphelion at sharepoetry
/ Look but never listen, / Interpret this as inhibition / What is left for you to gain? / Rampant childish temper, / Difficult to remember. / / The fever that left me bruised / With your enduring celerity / Debilitating my wishful thin
