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I have been told to kill the maiden and all the innocent souls that get involved: I’ve been taught that I am wrong-- different-- and learned the way to want such is violence. Some may go against me, but ‘tis not me they truly fear-- their wild imaginations run free. You only see t... - Poetry > Free VerseI stand as such, Looming, In the gloom, I wait; Merely existing -- Nothing more, For the curtain To ease open, And screeching sirens To illuminate My presence here. I crave no spotlight, no remorse -- And I get none; The opening act is nearly done, So I fade away, Unnoticed...
- Poetry > Free VerseTogether, We are like clockwork; Rhythmically functioning, At no more than a fragment Of complete consistency. Exclusively, We are generic, Eradicated, Remnants of intricate anomalies; Once alluring in the hands Of their creators, But now misplaced: Forgotten, And disdained. ...
- Poetry > Free VerseBeware of the dragon, With sharp long claws, And scales that shine of silver. A mouth of razors And a tail lined with many daggers; Its eyes are rubies, Shining into the night...
- Poetry > Free VerseI can't imagine running toward arms of fire, blood pounding in my ears. Nor can I even think of going forth -- with so much bravery, and the possibility of certain death. All of which of those above, would be all too much for one like me. Even so, I cannot doubt the bravery ...
- Fiction > All FictionTick, tock. Tick, tock; the sound of time moving forward. Time itself is irrevelant, as it seems, for the majority of Earth's population. But why, you may ask, for everyone seems to be aware of it? Bus drivers, parents, even children, use time as a way to keep track of daily life. But do ...
- Fiction > Fan FictionIt was just another day. Well, just another day in the in-between; my own perfect world. I was wondering about--just like I normally do. But nothing was normal in the in-between. As I reached the meadow--the beautiful meadow with apple grass and chirping birds-- I spotted a rock. It was in ...
- Fiction > Fan FictionMuffled footsteps echo through the make-shift morgue and grow louder as they draw closer. The lone man already knew the said figure approaching from behind. The captain didn't turn. He didn't need to - he couldn't - what with the bundle mournfully held in his arms; he was waiting f...
- Fiction > Fan FictionSomething was wrong. You knew as soon as it happened. It flowed through your veins and penetrated your soul. It broke the sacred vaults to your mind and snuck its way into your thoughts. All the ideas; thoughts; places to go - gone from you. That mind so recently filled with excitement and joy wa...
- Fiction > Fan FictionLet me, the TARDIS hummed as if nothing was wrong. Do what? The Doctor kept his feet on the console and his hands behind his head as he hummed an old Gallifreyan melody. Let me help him. The TARDIS shook slightly as she began to take flight. Which was still unnoticed by the oblivious Time Lor...
- Fiction > Fan FictionHe was having a nightmare, but his eyes were open. He could hear his coworkers; smell the coffee, and yet he could sense the desperation, and see the pain in his lover’s eyes. He was there--in his office--but he wasn’t. This was happening, but it wasn’t. He wasn’t dreaming, this wasn’t ...
- Poetry > Free VerseI look in her eyes and I can see the tierdness that rest in thee. Her tierd eyes look back at me, wondering what I see, is it only me? She is not a human like me but the world she sees is the same. She is not human like me she's only a dog, and she's my four legged companio...
- Poetry > Free VerseVoices. Voices. I hear Voices. Voices. Shhh! Shhh! They're coming Closer Closer. Shhh! Shhh! It's getting Louder. Louder. Silence. Silence No ...
- Fiction > Historical FictionEntry 12: It’s becoming torturous, Muli, but I continue to hold on with hope that this war will end shortly. Although, I don’t believe I’ll be able to carry on much longer, for I feel both my mental and physical resolves begin to break. Tick, tock, the clock ticks on, the madness neve...
- Fiction > Historical FictionEntry 11: At some moments in time, the world around me seems to stand still, while the hands of time continue ticking away. But that only happens for a second -- a brief period in time -- before time resumes, and all is well once more. And after that moment, I sit there, staring at the object ...
- Fiction > Historical FictionEntry 10: It seems as though I’ve been spared once more, Muli, for I live to see yet another day. I truly didn’t believe I’d survive, but since I have, I can only be more than grateful. Of course, life is even less bearable than before, and has yet to get better. I feel as if holding on...
- Fiction > Historical FictionThey sent for me, Muli; and soon, I must go. And I know I must go -- for if I shall have a chance to survive, I cannot Nor can I run away, for not even remain here any longer. Nor can I run away, for not even Olga can take me in. I know they’ll come for me soon, and I shall be ready, Muli. And ...
- Fiction > Historical FictionEntry 8: Everything seems fine for now -- but I believe it won’t stay like this for long. Life has never stayed neutral long -- save the decade with you, Muli. Then again, even the nightmares have ceased, so perhaps everything shall be well. Even so, trusting feelings never got me far bef...
- Fiction > Historical FictionEntry 6: I've stopped seeing you now, Muli -- which is quite a beneficial sign -- for if it were a lie, Id truly be going bender. Then again, the nightmares are getting worse, Muli -- every night they get worse. But each is the same -- the bench I'm sitting on; the pain spreading throug...
- Fiction > Historical FictionEntry 7: I am a free man now, Muli; once again after 27 torturous months. Olga has given me a place to stay, and we've decided on a conclusion. Olga and I have decided to clear the public as being a couple, but in reality we have no such relationship. Of course, doing so will not only giv...
- Fiction > Historical FictionEntry 5: Today's the date of my birth, Muli; 'tis the day that trademarks 29 years of my life. Merely 5 have been without you, since your untimely departure -- but this one is, by far, the worst. It's been a long while since anyone got me anything for my birthday -- save Olga. S...
- Fiction > Historical FictionEntry 4: My greatest apologies, Robert, as I never meant to hurt you. Of course, I didn't ever think of you as anything more than an acquaintance, but that doesn't mean I'd willingly turn you in. But although, under pressure – especially from the Gestapo, I'd tell them â€...
- Fiction > Historical FictionEntry 3: I woke up in the middle of the night again, Muli. I'd been having another nightmare: the pain in my hand seems to cause many of those these days. It was a horrible dream, Muli, but not from the start. It's beautiful, Martin -- right to the core. As the dream begins, a scene ...
- Fiction > Historical FictionEntry 2: Martin, I know you must believe I have left without explanation-- which can only be more than true-- and for that, I am sorry. Although, by the end of the day, I assume you'll realize my ulterior motive for leaving in such a way. When you learn of my departure-- I know for a ...
- Fiction > Historical FictionDecember 21st, 1937 Only half a decade it’s been Muli, since I read your letter of surrender and learned of your self-detrimental decision. I used to believe you didn’t know -- when you left without so much as a word. It was all I could do to resist following you; I was certain it’d lead to...
