- Last seen on Jun 26 3:46 PM. Member since March 25, 2006.
- I have 4 comments, 27 poems, 4 stories, 1 journal
My Stories
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Sunlight filtered slowly through the trees as the buck picked its way along the dappled path, dust motes wafting through each glowing shaft of sunbeams. It was a young buck, fr700 words, December 8, 2004. In <200 lines, Fantasy
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There he was, alone at the bar as usual, sipping a stiff whiskey. I had been watching the wizened fox for about three months, which was a record for me. I'm a walking man, it's
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He stood, cigarette dangling limply from his fingers, blood seeping down his wounded arm, turning the filter a sick red color, snuffing out the burning ember of life, even as h1300 words, 3 comments, November 29, 2004. In <200 lines, Fantasy
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How long has it been since I've been trapped here? I don't know, maybe a month, maybe less. I remember darkness, pain, the jingle of money changing hands, I am a slave, chattel
My Poetry
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Well lock me tight Inside a cage
I'll beat the bars In fits of rage<100 words, 2 comments, July 22, 2008 -
Have you walked the wending way Darkly through the winsome gloom?<100 words, 3 comments, May 15, 2008
My other items
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- The Littlest Great Old One at allpoetry
Little Cthulhu always sleepy
wake him up and he gets weepy - Monkey at allpoetry
Well lock me tight Inside a cage I'll beat the bars In fits of rage - Nostalgia at allpoetry
Have you walked the wending way Darkly through the winsome gloom?
My journal entries
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Wow, Journals huh? Great, another thing to distract me xD. Ah well, might make things more interesting around here. It's not really like I post anything now-a-days anyway, so who knows, mebbe this'll help.May 5, → Make first comment?
