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I end what you start [Dhina/Rhys/..?]

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It had started like any other day. Dhina was vaguely aware that Rhys had been in the forest earlier by the large patches of flattened grass but paid very little mind to it. Some days he were active, apparently today enough to run across the whole forest. Probably had a friend appear. She walked steadily for the pond and leaned down to drink from the putrid waters. It still had not completely purified itself of the recent suicides and she still found it to be quite distasteful despite the crystal clear appearance.
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Revolution [Rhys/..?]

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"Are you satisfied now? Won't hear the end of it. There will be someone whining after that. "
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Dogs...[Rhys/..?]

"For fuck's sake it's back again."

They sat and stared out from the rocks of the playground. It had started out as and continued to be one of those days. The days where you just want to run about raising hell for all of the stupidity that runs rampant. At least that was the smaller figure's opinion.

The larger bull just kept his silence and felt that it was a bit too warm to be active. He rolled over on his side and gave a soft grunt.

"Whats back now?"

"That deer."
"Which deer?"
"Doesn't matter. Any deer. They're all the same now days."

The stag grunted again and sighed. One of those days...

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Bonds. -Dedicated to the whole community, special note for Zero-

I always hugged myself and cried, I even started to fear believing. unable to hang on to his outstretched arms and unable to overcome fate.

The grave was hard, cool beneath him, tears soaking the fur of his cheeks.
"Espen" he sighed, hiding himself, his face against the stone.

"Hmm?"

He raised his head, ears tilting as he looked up in time to watch another being sit at his side, black and white pelt soft against the ground, eyes gazing out from the black mask he wore, blue against black.


And
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and I'll be so alone without you...and maybe you'll be lonesome too. (T+M)

[=10]see the pyramids along the Nile
watch the sunset from a tropic isle


It was a warm day. At least, in the eyes of this city’s inhabitants, where even a sliver of warmth was almost never expected, it was so. Light poured into the large apartment through its huge windows, illuminating every surface and casting the room in a golden hue. Within this dreamlike space, a tall, blonde man appeared, blinking to accustom his eyes to the brightness, then crossing the floor to take a seat at the kitchen table. The place was utterly silent. Warm, chocolate-brown eyes only crossed it for a moment, before focusing on the thing seated across from him.

She only glanced up at him once, unable to keep herself from doing it, before returning to her book with a broad smile on her face. Christ, I could look at you forever. He couldn’t help smiling either. Her long fingers were holding a book down, choppy blonde hair falling haphazardly around her face as she rubbed her cheek with her free hand. He knew that she felt his eyes. Chuckling to himself, Masque turned his gaze to the window.

I don’t think I’ve ever loved anybody who was quite as easy on the eyes as you. Matter of fact, no, I haven’t. The woman’s thoughts were much more amused than tender when she glanced up at him. Still grinning widely, Tuna let her eyes roll over his complexion, finding much more of interest in front of her than in the pages of her book. After a moment, she gave up trying to read, closing the thing abruptly and resting her elbows on the table. Masque turned his head to look back at her once more. Try as he might, he found himself unable to come up with anything to say, and merely watched her, the corners of his mouth starting to turn sore. After a few moments of silent looks, the girl stood and made her way around the side of the table, to stop next to him.
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Unraveling the Wirewood - Kahlan's Story

Warning - a little gore and violence in this story

Night Runners

Kahlan awoke with a headache. She didn't feel right...where was she?

Last she remembered was the Twin Gods' hill, but now she was in a dark cave. The sounds of dripping water echoed in the distance, and nearby, she saw other figures laying around.

Surprisingly, her eyesight was very good, even though she could tell she was deep in the cave, where no light seemed to penetrate. The doe looked to the others, curious as to who they were.

"He...hello?", she called to them. Her voice was raspy, but she was able to speak. A few of the other deer awoke and sat up. One of them nearby said to her, "You're up early, young one." He was odd looking - his fur was a dark color, and his eyes seemed to glow.

"Where are we?", Kahlan asked. "You don't remember, do you?", the other deer questioned. The doe shook her head - her memory was still very fuzzy. The deer smiled to her, "You were chosen as a Night Runner. We gave you our curse, but it is as much a gift. We are no longer creatures of the Forest, no longer beings of the daylight, but rather..."

"We're...nocturnal?", Kahlan asked. The other stag smiled, "You catch on quickly. Go, look at yourself in the water. You will not recognize yourself.", he replied.

The doe sat up and walked over to the reflective pool nearby. She peered over, surprised to see a clear image of herself...and shocked that she looked nothing like what she had before.

Her face was longer, with little sharp teeth that poked out of her mouth, and her fur was pitch black. Two glowing green eyes stared back at her...her eyes...

She backed away from the pool, she couldn't believe what she had become. "What did you do to me?", she asked the stag.

He gave a little chuckle before he said, "You were infected by one of our kind. You are one of us now!

°OoOo I want to fly to the moon...... OOoO°

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I'm afraid ...

Today is a sad day ...

Tears Are Falling ..

misunderstanding ...

What happens?
What is my mistake?

says me ...

Please ...

Why not say hello ..?
Why ignore me ...?

Remember that I love you!

Do not forget ...


please ..
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There used to be something filling my empty heart...

Now that I've lost it...


"that's a load of tripe!" the blue haired teen waved a hand at the boy next to him, laughing lightly.

"No, I mean it!
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The Great Leveler


It was the great leveler.
He of all people knew this quite well.
No longer a spring fawn he toiled after the newly born as their mothers trotted elsewhere.
It was the same old story.
Some popular doe got chubby, popped out a fawn, and then four weeks later she was in la la land with daddy again and the pathetic creature was running amok in the forest being a nuisance.
Leveler.
Feh.

He'd level them sure enough.

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