- Member since October 27, 2006.
- I have 58 poems, 11 stories, 1 philosophy, 4 journals
My Stories
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"I don' ken how ye elves can eat this!" Gorgen complained as a plate of cheese, fish, and bread was set between them on the table. Vabira's feline growled at Broghrad as she tried to protect her own fish after watching the be300 words, May 7, 2008. In Fanfiction, Fantasy
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"...And this, young one, is very important. Whisper the words I gave you and concentrate. Yes, very good. This will keep your pet healthy, Huntress," the trainer finished explaining to Vabira how a hunter uses her magic to he400 words, May 7, 2008
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Vabira entered the Shadowglen, silent. The loudest sound to be heard was the pounding of her own heart. Nervousness overtook her, yet she pressed on. A kind-looking elf stood at Welcoming. He was speaking to what appeared to
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Kedris' long-rooted fear caught in his throat as he remembered his courage. He glared at the red elf before him, a mistress that worked wit1000 words, 2 comments, August 25, 2007
My Poetry
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- The first week of our Daily Thoughts project. 2-15 to 2-21 at allpoetry
I want to pause right here and now and never move on, keeping this moment just as it is forever. Yet at the same time I want nothing more then to fast forward life, to get to the end that I dream about, to see all of the stru - Nothing at allpoetry
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My journal entries
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Well, this is starting out as a beautiful day. Morning has arrived, and as I sit in here in the soft sunlight, I wonder about how much of the general going-on's are worth my time and attention. But then, I must wonder, is my attention even good enough for the going-on's? My mind spins in a topsie-turvie maFebruary 1, 200 words. → 3 comments, Add one?
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Hour to: Lose the game...twice. ^-^;; When's the last time you ran? ummmmmmmmmmm....i ran in the rain earlier this fall? Do your jeans have rips, tears, and holes in them? Of course. After so many times tripping, the tripps wear out. What are you dreading right now? a broken heart *dramatically falls oveJanuary 31, 1,000 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
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Round and round the mulberry bush, the monkey chases the weasel... Ah, but why is a monkey, of all things, chasing a weasel? Why would a monkey want to? Did the weasel steal something from the monkey? It's mind, perhaps. Maybe the weasel stole my mind. I'm starting to wonder why I'm here, in this house. I hJanuary 25, 200 words. → 3 comments, Add one?
