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"It's Christmas!!!" I jumped up in my bed yelling. "Mom Dad wake up it's Christmas.""Okay, Okay." Dad said not wanting to get up out of bed."I wonder what I got for Christmas." I ran to the presents wanting to find out."Richard, we aren't going to open the presents until dad gets home from work." Mom said putting her slippers on."When's that?&...
“DAEMONS!” The cry rung outwards in the group, thunder booming in the sky and shadowed figures swooping down on strong, sweeping wings as big as a human. Their bodies were large, as big as three men combined – their claws burned with an eerie green flame as they ripped through the mens’ armors and into their soft flesh. The scarcely bui...
Somewhere/time in Nevada('cause its cool) "What?" The ragtag group stumbled up to the ground, swaying slightly. Suddenly, a flash appeared and an assortment of random weapons, from the strangest baseball bat to the largest oversized sword that looked like it belonged in a TV show, appeared in a flash of brilliant yellow-white light. "The hell is this?" one pa...
It's not hard to be "just friends" with the girl you truly love. That is, if you have excellent self control. (Which is, by the way, as common as sky blue pandas.) You really need the self control... You need it every time you see her walking towards you, with a half smile on her beautiful face. She is wearing her bag across her shoulder. It nearly comes down up to her knees. You hate it...
The blade, glinting in the first light of the moon, bit into the soft flesh of yet another man.It danced its deadly trance, left to right, killing men by the numbers. The magnificent blade's hilt shone with joy as the deadly sword cut through the huddled mass of helpless soldiers.Quite ironic, really, to think I was like that just a few months ago. But things change, and this is a change I enjoy v...
In that small singular windowed room the harsh afternoon sun blazed in, making the air as thick as it was warm. The door had closed with a bang, like the sealing of a coffin. My palms sweated though it was not due to the heat, my heart hammered in my ears and my throat was incredibly dry. Fear was dancing round my body with renewed energy. There was a table and chairs but I knew sitting down would...
A sea of bodies, dotted with blood and gray steel encompassed me. My blade, slick with blood in all its carefully-kept glory, screeched its song of joy at the glorious red liquid crawling down the cold, deadly metal. I dragged myself, vision blinking, up to a standing position, doing my best to ignore the fatigue that overwhelmed my body and the pain in my legs. I felt myself fading away...Dam...
I find myself in those far away nostalgic lanes of memory staring along the expanse of cooling beach as the autumn waves lap lazily over one another bringing the tide closer and closer inland, making the once lifeless sand sparkle with the reflection of the blushing sun as it falls, falls... And so falling it leaves me in this lonely world darkened. And so promenading along the breezy beachfront ...
An Interview With The ManSolely responsible For Destroying Civilization As We Know It. WARNING: THE FOLLOWING PROGRAM MOST DEFINATLY CONTAINS WORDS, IMAGES AND INNUENDOES THAT ARE NOT SUITED FOR OUR YOUNGER VIEWERS. Zombies! Before we start tonight's program we thought it best to give you, the viewer, a brief overview of ...
17 year old Archit was sure about it. The man sitting in front of him was an IDT; an Inter Dimensional Tracker. Those new species were rumoured to exist, but nobody ever saw them. A few sightings were reported in the past few months, but they were never really proved. Archit shifted in his seat as the train rattled on its way to CST. He was currently between Sion and Dadar. He struggled to remembe...