Erevnitís studied the gold band that sat before him; for a ring that possessed the power of a God, it was quite plain. The fabled Elysian Ring looked worthy of a local goldsmith, not the Vulcan of
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Right person, wrong time was a bitch.
There he was, her best friend of the entire world, speaking in low tones with his girlfriend. They were perfect for one another. Togethe
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He had seen her before, he was sure of it. Perhaps he had even known her name once though he could not now seem to remember. Without really understanding why, he smiled at the face before him and was
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It was sunny outside. Bright, almost blinding. Oliver sulked and sweated on his way home from work. His car had broken down earlier that morning, so he had walked the arduous one mile to the nearest
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Nestled between two hills, the small capital city overlooked a vast plain of golden grass and the occasional thin redish tree. A series of small streams weaved their way between the trees like veins
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Normally Cayden would've been excited to take his little sister to Critter's Vintage to pick up her birthday present, but he wasn't at the moment. The day's activities had been very minimal. Serenity
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October is my favorite month — and not just because it's the month of my birth. Maybe it has something to do with the crispness of the air contrasting the warmth of woolen hats and scarves, and the
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It was cold on the rooftop when the meteor shower began. I had brought a blue fleece blanket, and through the veneer of excessive shivering I draped it over us. Our shoulders touched, and I looked
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Death was a surprisingly wonderful dancer. He carried a haunting beauty about him as we moved across the floor, an etherealness of presence that went beyond his mantle. To call Death intimidating
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She looked at him from across the gallery; tall, athletic, light eyes and dark hair, well-kept but not overly so. He looked like the type that was probably here with an INGO or a government agency
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The woman lifted her mask up to her eyes, securing its extravagant form to her by tying the back behind her head. Her skirts swept the dirty streets as she stepped out from her hiding place. Just last
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"Do you know what an idiom is?"
"It's like a phrase that has a double meaning, like when you say 'break a leg' to someone in the theater."
"Oh, that's horrible."
"No, it means 'good luck.'"
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During his journey back home in the slowly slumbering sunlight, he thinks to himself about what he would change. Him standing over her, six feet and one desperate inch compared to her five feet and
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"Dare," I chose. Kira's eyes gleamed, "Knock on Crazy's door." "What?! No one has ever gotten that close to his house," I exclaimed, looking around at my other friends for support. All four of ou
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She'll wake up tomorrow.
She'll open her eyes to a cold day fractured by a beam of light dashed across her face. She'll wait there for a minute, grasping onto the last bit of a fading dream. He
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The hall closet was tall enough to stand in at the very front, but farther in it sloped smaller and smaller as the stairs above it descended. At about the point where an adult would be on all fours
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