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Need help with a title“Are you sure about this?” a woman pensively asked her partner who was squatting down in the shadows with his long, black trench coat pooling all about and he looked out over the landscape searching with his black eyes for signs of trouble. Her small voice quivered as she spoke and her hand which clutched a wooden stake badly tottered.Need help with a title
“It’s not up to us to chose what missions we go on, just to make sure we succeed Kieran,” Demetri replied as he turned his dark gaze to look the pale woman in the face. She was young, too young for this latest endeavor of their Queen but they were running out of time and fo
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THE BLOOD MOONIt was a cool, clear night; the stars twinkled above in the dark dome of the sky while the moon ominously glowed above like a terrible omen of something bad to come. The old man looked up with large, brown eyes full of trepidation as he whispered prayers over his small slumbering family nestled together in the tiny wooden cart. Just from looking at that moon he knew the dead walked this evening; it was something his mother had told him long ago but he had forgotten her words until this evening, until he beheld that moon. It was always the same on nights like this, the celestial orb barely hung in the sky, haloed with a red ghost for everyoneTHE BLOOD MOON
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MemoriesSometimes, in the dark, frigid and lonely night I feel the rattling chains begin their blight As torrent upon torrent bathe me in fright.Memories
I cast my glance all about this unkind place And feel my young bones freeze from the vacant space As dark shadows rise from their rest draped in black lace.
I hold my head, scream and begin the fruitless run
As the residents of hell begin their chase for fun
While I make haste through the wreckage with little caution.
Boney and bleached their marrow outstretched for me
I stumble on the hard, cold ground, upon both knees &n
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To lose hopeHave you heard the blue jay’s bellowing caw? Or happened to glance his blueberry cape? Many a goose bump would surprise your nape. He’s not a friendly bird that one should aweTo lose hope
Despite what others have said they foresaw. He takes your lone hope and crumples, misshapes Insensitive eyes that morbidly gape As he pecks and prods on a feast of flaws Plucking the fine meat from your hopes and dreams And while he feasts on the flesh of your soul
He scolds you for not being fine and brave.
Then ridicules your pain, cries blaspheme
As if a simple bird could know
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Oh yeah if you check it again theres links to chapters one and two now!
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"Never interrupt your enemy when they are making a mistake." - John Milton
Cobalt, Alpha of the amazing ~Poison-Night-Pack!
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"Never interrupt your enemy when they are making a mistake." - John Milton
Cobalt, Alpha of the amazing ~Poison-Night-Pack!
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