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The SS Ch 1: Watermelon Trees“Ama?’ “Yes?” “How much further do we have to go?” “A little further.” “I’m tired.” “I…I know” The mother led her child through the forest – never daring to stop, never daring to look back. There was nothing left for them.The SS Ch 1: Watermelon Trees
The child looked up at his mother and smiled encouragingly, the rain slid down his lifeless cold blue eyes to his cherubic cheeks and down his neck, “Ama?” She looked down at him, shuddering, “Yes?” “When we get back will we have my Naming Ceremony?” Ah, right,
by ~Shadow-Smiley
The Soul Stealer PrologueThe room was dark, but for the dying fire in the corner. There were only two people in the room – One, an old man with his long white hair cascading down his back and his milky blind eyes staring into the fire; the other was a little boy with black hair, who lay asleep. The man placed his old withered hands on each side of the sleeping child’s face and closed his eyes. Opening his mind and searching for his name. Most of it went past in a blur.The Soul Stealer Prologue
Strange, the old man thought, I can’t find it. He opened his eyes, took a deep breath and smiled. This boy was special – the more confusing ones always were. He r
by ~Shadow-Smiley
Shadow Soul Ch 1: Stupid RockIt is quite uncomfortable to find yourself in a place you don’t recognize. It is even more so when you’re not even sure how you got there in the first place. And it wouldn’t make the situation any better if said place was a desolate wasteland. “This… sucks.” Sebastian looked at his surroundings. There wasn’t much to see. He was surrounded by sand and more sand and far away if you squinted hard enough there was something which was probably a cactus protruding from the sand that was followed by more sand. After a while he decided to get a better look at the cactus, perhaps there was water or animalShadow Soul Ch 1: Stupid Rock
by ~Shadow-Smiley
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No Title.Cry, scream, and die Say these words and live my lie Freezing semen in a cemetary Seal a wound deeper than the serpent's dwelling These things we were not meant to carry Crush us, crashing, breaking Suffer more, suffer now, know that You will suffer later onNo Title.
Carry on your wayward cross and fall to ashes in the crossroads Decision's burden too light to carry Most secure in knowing your pain Know that it will never leave you You must leave it
Now playtime's over and you've got Only one choice left to make Scars that were never really th
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Is it possible to control such a creature?
One as cursed as this, yes.
Shall we ddestroy him?
We shall destroy him from the inside.
We will tear him
Rip him
Kill him
Control hm
Destroy him
Completely
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"...They can beg, and they can plea. But they can't see the light. 'Cuz the boy with the cold hard cash is always Mr. Right..."
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Is it possible to control such a creature?
One as cursed as this, yes.
Shall we ddestroy him?
We shall destroy him from the inside.
We will tear him
Rip him
Kill him
Control hm
Destroy him
Completely
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"...They can beg, and they can plea. But they can't see the light. 'Cuz the boy with the cold hard cash is always Mr. Right..."
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Is it possible to control such a creature?
One as cursed as this, yes.
Shall we ddestroy him?
We shall destroy him from the inside.
We will tear him
Rip him
Kill him
Control hm
Destroy him
Completely
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The dance is the mother of the arts. Music and poetry exist in time; painting and architecture in space. But the dance lives at once in time and space.
I would only believe in a God that knew how to dance.
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Is it possible to control such a creature?
One as cursed as this, yes.
Shall we ddestroy him?
We shall destroy him from the inside.
We will tear him
Rip him
Kill him
Control hm
Destroy him
Completely
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