Perspective

Pieces crumble and fall around me as I fall into my pit. Gnashing teeth and eyes surround me taunting me to quit. Sharp sticks and cracking whips. The rattle of the cage. These things I know all too well, send me into rage. Bound by arm and...

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Forlorn

The clock strikes twelve. The echo rings. It chimes, it tolls, and of memories it does sing. Of past success or recent failure. Love, lust, or simply pleasure. As the hours tick by ever so slow. I can't help but wonder where I will go. Certainly...

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Egg-Brother: Part 1

It was the dawn of a new day, and a light breeze swayed the branches of the hist trees. The cries of a newly hatched breaks the silence of the marsh. The mother leaves over the cradle and picks up the child, hushing it in a foreign tongue. Though the...

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When in need

A caring hand is what I have to give Despite through hardships I've had to live A kind heart is what I chose to keep Though I have felt as if drowning deep A warm smile is what I wear So that the burden, you need not bare I will...

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Question and answer

You ask me why I love you. Question why I care. Wonder why I bother. So let me lay it bare. I love you because you're cute. I love you because you're smart. I love that you allow me, to be the one to hold your heart. I love the way...

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A Saxhleel Story: Prelude

It was a typical night in the marsh. The two moons hung brightly in the sky illuminating a small rain soaked village. The native lizard folk milled around, going about their typical nightly routines. Some talked amongst themselves while others ate or...

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A Saxhleel Story: prologue

The night was warm, and a light breeze rustled through the branches. The moons shone bright in the night sky. The torches around the village crackled. It was (almost) a night like any other in the marshes, but something was amiss, something not quite...

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Do you believe in love stories?

* * * We met by happenstance. A lucky roll of the dice. All because of a person, with a heart made of ice. He broke us both, then left us alone. I had felt, that I had been turned to stone. But there you were. As miserable as I. We found...

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