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I didn’t want to be like my father. I... I wanted to be one of the good people.
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“Jonn, move over. I can’t see!” Mathieu complains, jostling for a better view. I barely grasp that he’s talking to me.by EphemeralStyle 1300 words, 6 comments, on Feb 8 3:12 AM. In Action, Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Post-apocalyptic, Science fiction
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Whose idea was it to take Avi to the City and make her Empress anyway? ...Ah yes. (Ok, here we go again, ppl! Let's see how I did!)by EphemeralStyle 1300 words, 7 comments, on Jan 17 8:17 AM. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Post-apocalyptic, Science fiction
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by EphemeralStyle 800 words, 6 comments, on Jan 7 4:49 AM. In Contest, Fun, Non-fiction, Questions, Writing
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In my entire life, I have neither slept nor dreamed. My real life begins at night.by EphemeralStyle 1700 words, 2 comments, on Dec 19 6:41 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Quite strange ^^", Weird
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There’s a brief silence. “You don’t remember?” I ask quietly.by EphemeralStyle 2000 words, 5 comments, on Dec 4 12:19 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Post-apocalyptic, Science fiction
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“Hey, Logan. I’m still here.”
I look up at Jonn blankly. “Yes. Is there something else?”by EphemeralStyle 2100 words, 7 comments, on Oct 21 2:30 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Post-apocalyptic, Science fiction -
Logan. Avi. Garn. And all their crazy secrets xDby EphemeralStyle 65500 words, 4 comments, on Oct 5 7:20 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Post-apocalyptic, Science fiction
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by EphemeralStyle 3300 words, 1 comment, on Oct 5 6:22 AM 2008. In Characters, Contest entry, Untitled
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‘There’s only one life you can truly control, and sometimes not even that.’ I stop abruptly. Who told me that?by EphemeralStyle 2500 words, 7 comments, on Sep 29 4:49 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Science fiction
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“You have your mother’s eyes, Highness,” I observe. “But your parents are long since past, and we mustn’t dwell on the past.”by EphemeralStyle 1900 words, 4 comments, on Sep 29 4:35 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Politics, Science fiction
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In dreams, I feel afraid. Because I feel whatever my mind wants me to feel. I have no control.by EphemeralStyle 1300 words, 6 comments, on Sep 14 12:24 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Post-apocalyptic, Science fiction
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“Why did you tell me this, Logan?” she asks suddenly. Because I’m insane, obviously.by EphemeralStyle 1500 words, 6 comments, on Sep 13 2:36 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Post-apocalyptic, Science fiction
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“Ugh,” I mutter, rolling my eyes to the ceiling. “I don’t want to be an Empress.”by EphemeralStyle 1300 words, 6 comments, on Sep 10 7:45 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Post-apocalyptic, Science fiction
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Another melancholy day.1
by EphemeralStyle 1500 words, 21 comments, on Sep 8 4:31 AM 2008. In Dream-like, Fantasy, Fiction, First person -
More development..... I'm sorry!! >.
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A bit of a 'Nawwwwwww' moment xD
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by EphemeralStyle 1000 words, 1 comment, on Aug 29 5:27 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person
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“Yes, Nina. I understand.” But it was clear that he wasn’t going to hate me any less because of it.
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My poor, sweet Elis. He loves you. Sometimes we need others to save us from our own compassion.by EphemeralStyle 2300 words, 1 comment, on Aug 6 3:17 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Sad
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As the title suggests, this is the prologue and full first chapter of HoBs for a contest.
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His family couldn't forgive him and shouldn’t be expected to. He would have to leave, and never return.by EphemeralStyle 1300 words, 6 comments, on Jul 16 6:18 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Kinda horrible ^^", Sad
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His very identity puts us in danger. But when I think about what it would be like to be turned away…by EphemeralStyle 1600 words, 6 comments, on Jul 15 6:07 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Kind of cute xd
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“Malfash,” I greeted bleakly. “If you’re looking for Mehyl… I… have some sad news to tell you.”by EphemeralStyle 1300 words, 6 comments, on Jul 15 5:55 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person
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Kantal rushed forward through the virtual maze, spear held out in front of him to shield both himself and Seria.by EphemeralStyle 2400 words, 6 comments, on Jul 13 9:17 AM 2008. In Creepy, Dark, Did i mention weird, Futuristic, Somewhat gorey, Virtu
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I'm sorry to leave you so soon, Arkyn. I can’t offer you any advice but this: Do not be afraid of death. Do not.by EphemeralStyle 1400 words, 10 comments, on Jul 12 11:23 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Sad
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Whoever finds himself on the ground first is the loser. I hear him rise, his feet softly pounding toward me.by EphemeralStyle 2000 words, 6 comments, on Jul 10 2:36 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Science fiction
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“Didn’t you hear?" Bairoh asks. "The Head of Defence is sending out every spy in the City as fast as he can."by EphemeralStyle 2000 words, 8 comments, on Jun 30 4:06 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Post-apocalyptic, Science ficti
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Sicon, Winston, Pursh, Valetish... They all want to pull my strings. And then there's Duvavi. I'd rather him want to control me like the otby EphemeralStyle 1000 words, 6 comments, on Jun 29 4:55 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Post-apocalyptic, Science fiction
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The light soared upward, exploded like a flare and died away. Suddenly as alert as Blaine, Ren stood up. The blanket fell to the ground in
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I’m not a prince anymore, but I don’t need your pity, Elisontiphes. You have not sent me to death. You have not.by EphemeralStyle 1000 words, 8 comments, on Jun 9 6:46 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Weird
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A slim figure clad in black with a loose plait of white hair turned to look at me, confusion painted on his face.by EphemeralStyle 1400 words, 5 comments, on Jun 8 11:06 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Weird
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The moment I reached the crossroad, a set of hands reached out and pulled me to the left.by EphemeralStyle 1400 words, 6 comments, on May 31 8:40 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person
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Now, she sits at the base of the stairs. Now, there is only silence.by EphemeralStyle 1200 words, 6 comments, on May 31 5:39 AM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Present tense, Science fiction
