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Repitition, Insecurity, Humans and Vent This world continues to spin at its consistant pace to forever be twisting in the spiral without a choice. We all wish for that small stop; the point to be able to pause, and relax for a second. To take in that fresh air with the possiblity of the earth spinning in a opposite direction in attempt to bring back to the past where you felt safe. The point in your life where nothing could go wrong; but in the end no matter what... something bad is bound to happen around that corner. But because this realm is called "reality" the ablility to go back is impossible to human-kind. So we reminence on those times, yet are never able to reach it.
Perfection is Impossible.
This was obvious from the start, but why? Why must humans TRY and thrive for that? What is wrong with humans! The way we speak; the way we abuse one another in distasteful ways. Human nature causes me to shudder in disgus
.:The Past is the Present and the Future:.Growing up I never really got to know my parents. My father was killed in battle while my mother disappeared without a trace leaving me infront of the Duke Tree when I was a mere baby. Growing up I always felt at home in the Kokiri VIllage. Though for some reason I always felt like a outsider besides the fact I didn't have a fairy like the rest for quiet a while. I did have a really close friend there, her name was Saria. I sorta took a liking to this girl. She was sweet and such a darling. Her vibratant green eyes and hair. The day of obtaining my fairy, Navi, I had this dream.
It was a nightmare. The way the mans eyes were filled with sure bruit power. Thinking about that dream gave me shivers. Lets not forget the look in that young girls eyes, the worry mixture of fear. Only would I have know that this wasn't a mere dream. This would be come reality one day, but how would something so sinister happen to such a peaceful land. But I had to play out fate's system.
I faced many challang
The Start of It AllThis is where it all begins. Where I drag the final breath of my very existance into my broken lungs that no longer function right. At this point that last sight that sink in is the very image of my killer with thrill of the final moment I am dragged into the dark labryrinth I will be locked away in. As my hearing slowly goes to a deaf I hear the laugh of a true victor, the one who shall live on in this world, before that sense dulls to nothing. My blood stains the ground in the most ugly crimson red mess which I will only have witness once in a life time. All senses of this reality has yet vanished from my grasp. The presiousness of life cannot be streesed over enough. For I have been left to wonder the confound depths of darkness for all eternity. All those I left in my past life shall move on with no harm done. I will no longer feel the welcoming embrace of those I love most dearly. My ears shall never hear those enlightening voices I long to hear once more. The voice I allow to be
Desired LoveI sit on a bench in the most magnificent park. My eyes were rested on a most attractive young man who sat on a bench across from me. I smiled happy as the most striking pink cherry blossoms gentally flutter in the wind in the direction of the ground. My chest begins to boil in delight at the romantic atmosphere that devoured the scene around us. I lean forward a bit with a large grin as the young man slowly lifted his golden eyes to steal a glance at me before turning his gaze back down to the petled concrete. He seemed uneased about something... I couldn't put my fingure on why he seemed so tense. Even though I note his discomfort I still feel my heart flutter at the joy of being locked in his gorgeous golden eyes on me. Restlessness begins to eat away at me as I desire to go over to him but watching him from a far feels much more natural since I've done os for so long. A longing sigh escapes my lips in my lonelyness and desires. My neon eyes have rested on him unmoving since the mome
My Wicked Desire for RevengeMy gazed rested on the blood stained floor. My limps were weak and scars ate away at my flawless skin. I am nothing more then a toy tortured for her own entertainment. My own sister punishing me like this. How distasteful choice in means to hurt me. I do not give in to her as she wants to see my pain but I withdraw that pain til im alone... very alone that no one can here my crys in pain and sorrow.
Slowly I turn my honey orange gaze towards the door up the stairs. It's not a surprise that I'm not being hear and reaching others even though there its a small window that allows light inot this dim basement. May be my sister is jealous of me? I let my mind ponder on that but the sound of the door slowly creaching open disrupts my thoughts and I narrow my eyes at the blinding light. I see a sillouette of my sisters figure slowly making its way to me as the door closes behind her.
I stare at a small knife in my pocket I took from her the other day. I weakly drive my hand in my poket as anot
Lovely Crimon RedA girl with long violet hair was callapused on the ground. A guy who was walking not far off noted her laying there unconsious. His gaze was locked on her. 'I know her,' he thought silently to himself as he slowly approached her as if she were asleep. He hesitantly shook her shoulder only to get no reply. Her legs and ares were horrible bruised as if she was treated like nothing better then a rage doll.
He hesitantly scooped her up in his arms. Her light little frame was easy to carry in his grip. He stared at her for gental, peaceful expression in her bliss uncounsiousness. He swallowed hard at a hug bruise resting on her collar bone. He shuddered at the thought of what would have caused these to her. He let his leg carry him to hsi house without much thought on what he would do with the girl. She let out a small grunt as her foot smacked the door on the way in.
He gasped at that, freezing in his spot but she didn't rouse. His blue eyes wondered the house hoping his parents weren't ho
Warriors FanficA gray tabby tom looked around a forest. His blue eyes glistened in the starlight. A blue gray she-cat trotted over to him. Her blue eyes glew with pride and wisdom.
"Hello Jayfeather," The gray she-cat said bowing head slightly.
"Hello to you to Bluestar," replied the gray tabby tom with a flick of hsi tail.
Bluestar studied him."Is something troubling you?"
"No Im fine." Jayfeather said flatly.
"Follow me, I want to talk to you," Bluestar said.
Jayfeather was confused and got to his paws trotting after the once former leader Thunderclan. It wasn't very often that he would talk to Bluestar and not Yellowfang. His tail twitched a bit.
"Starclan has a gift for you waiting in your clan," the she-cat said.
"What do you mean by that?" Jayfeather asked confused.
"You shall be greeted by a Malpe and a Ice," Bluestar said.
"Theres ice everywhere its leafbear," He retorted as his tail lashed side to side.
Bluestar shook her head and disappeared. Darkness began to devour his sight. H
Ayame X SatsujinA guy with grayish hair watched a girl rentally ran her hand in a river. His breath was taken away by her beauty. Her brown hair glicened in the moon light as it seemed to rest on just her. The water's gental current was caught in her blue eyes. He itched to go over and talk to her now that they were alone. He noted she caught a scent and he instantly hid praying that she didn't notice him. After a few seconds he peered out at her again.
She smiled gentaly as her eyes caught a glimps of a shimmering fish. Her smile was illuminated in healthy glow of the stars. I've longed to talk to her in private by why can't I aproach her, he thought. He slowly rested his eyes on her plush cat ears. He slowly took one step towards her with great effort to approach her. She twisted around as her hand flung water up from behind her. The drops of water seemed to set a beautiful image for him to savor.
"Can I help you Satsujin?" she asked in a gental tone.
"No I just curious if I could join you next to t
Rin X SesshomaruA women with long black hair opened her gental brown eyes to find herself laying down alone next to the roots of a tree. She slowly sat up confused as she looked aorund for someone or soemthing. Hesitantly she turned her gaze towards the stream remembering how she got here but fear peirced her heart to be alone. Her brown eyes glazed over as tears formed in her eyes. 'May be Jaken was right that Im only a toy to Sesshomaru', she thought.
Suddenly Sesshomaru walked over to her from behind. He studied her for a while to see the tears formed in her eyes. Slowly he kneeled down next to her. She looked over at Sesshomaru and hugged him. Sesshomaru blinked and rubbed her back gentally in attempt to comfort his mate.
"Whats wrong Rin?" he asked at hsi voice hinted concern.
"I thought you left me all alone" Rin whimpered.
"Rin I wouldn't do such a thing, your my mate remember" Sesshomaru said in a gental tone.
Rin looked up at him with a small smile happy to know that. Sesshomaru kissed her ge
England X O.C. I Do Believe in faeries chapter 1
England x O.C.
The sun shone bright and a light breeze tousled a handsome young blonde mans hair. His eyes were a vibrant green but clearly showed the true age of the seemingly ageless young man. He sighed happily the sun shining bright through a break in the english clouds. It wasn’t to often that he got a moment to himself like this. Usually he had to deal with his younger brothers squabbling over nothing or his older brothers banging on his door declaring their displeasure with him. So when he had a moment to himself he took advantage of it and went out for walk in the park. The day was almost perfect save for this high pitched wail behind him.
The young man stood from the park bench that he had been resting on and followed the sound of the wailing to a brown satchel that hung precariousl
Do You Feel Me  Thunderfrost/FrostironDo You Feel Me 
“Mr. Stark, if you’d please—“
“Loki, come on, be a sport.”
“It’s Mr. Laufeyson, to you—“
“By the Gods, Mr. Stark, could you just—”
“Loki, please, pretend you’re not a godsend for three seconds and look at this—”
“Anthony Edward Stark, for Gods sake, please just put down your tools and sign these papers, or I swear to the Gods, I will leave you to rot in here for all of eternity.”
Tony looked unamused. “… Fine, fine. No need to get your panties in a bunch.”
Loki smirks sardonically, handing his employer a pen he pulls from his jacket pocket fluidly, “oh please, as if you have anything to do with my panties.”
Tony stares stunned, for a moment, before he bursts into a fit o
Pradera corruptaRoderick no sabía cómo había llegado hasta allí. Bueno, en realidad si sabía, pero no entendía porque es que su desgracia había comenzado tan temprano. El día anterior había estado tranquilo, durmiendo sobre un árbol cuando su libro-tanque se le había resbalado de entre las manos. Todo hubiese resultado bien si no hubiese sido que una chica pasaba bajo el árbol. El libro había caído, por suerte, a milímetros de la chica. Pero ella se había asustado y exclamando le había ordenado que la acompañase al día siguiente a una misión.
Pese a todas las excusas y ruegos del elfo, ahora estaba sobre Alextintor, la alpaca, acompañando a la chica-ángel hacia Taivaria. Habían partido demasiado temprano para que su cerebro funcionase y se había pasado la mitad del camino hacia Doran más dormido que despierto.
Why I take photosWhy I take photos
My mother used to say to me, "Every time you take a photo, make sure there's a person in it, so you can remember."
At the time I thought it was just one of many sayings that she would repeat to me ad infinitum, repeating over and over like a mantra until they lost all meaning.
Years later, as a young man, her words came back to me and I realized how wise they truly were. I lost a very close friend suddenly and after the initial shock and mourning, I discovered that I couldn't find any photos of him. There was literally no record of the time we spent together, the nights that we stayed awake talking, the idealistic veneer of youth ripped away by harsh winds.
He was gone and he was not coming back. Soon enough his face started to fade from my memory and his voice could no longer be recalled.
There are photos littered down the pathway of my childhood. My first bath, learning to walk and playing with the chickens in my backyard, photos of a young boy, face bright, eyes tw
Some Sophie n Phillip fanficPhillip was taking pictures and it was almost till midnight. He needed some shots at night and complete an order for a client, so he decided to look out his window for some nice alley-way shots.
As he was looking around, he saw a guy beating up someone in the nearby building. He zoomed in his camera and noticed that he was beating up a girl who was an old college friend of his and that the building was the place where he used to rent his apartment.
He threw his camera into his bed and decided to rescue his friend. Phillip ran towards the neighboring building and listened to what room were they in. He went up the 2nd floor and listened some more. The sound was getting louder, but he felt like it was still upstairs. He did the same on the 3rd floor and finally got closer to the sound.
Phillip walked through rooms and listened carefully for the shouts and the hits that the man was making. Room 308. He pushed his ear up against the door just to check for the last time and
Titanic - Birth Of A Legend - Final Chapter
With the fading light in Belfast, Titanic prepared to leave her birth place for good to join her sister, Olympic for transatlantic service. Thomas Andrews gathered his prized "Guarantee Group", the troubleshooting team for the maiden voyage, eight trusted men, among them Roderick Chisholm, Artie Frost and Alfie Cunningham. But Thomas Millar was also there must had seen a happy accident. He gave his sons a penny each.
"These are yours," he said. "Don't spend until I come back. We'll be even richer then."
Artie Frost, we know was sure of promotion for his return and Alfie's hard work had also paid off. The shipyard had named him "Apprentice Of The Year". His future was secured.
Kane was among the crew, excited to see that White Star's flagship was ready to for her transatlantic service debut. The company had award him "Student of The Year" for his hard training. As an extra reward he was to being half of the command of Titanic while Captain Smith still had full power to be in charge of h
The Pea ManAdam (Chapter One)
Adam sneaked out off his office and basically ran towards the elevator. He turned his head to make sure no one was following him. When he arrived at the lobby - still no familiar face in sight - Adam crossed it quickly and left the building. Once outside, he took a deep breath. It was lunchtime and usually there were several colleagues ready to join him. But this time he needed to be on his own. He was going to take a big risk today and he was in no need of any disturbances from that. Adam felt a wave of excitement rushing trough his stomach and he picked up his pace a little.
When he closed his eyes for a second, he could see her face. She was beautiful. But more importantly, there was this thing about her which he just couldn’t grasp. It was almost like an aura surrounding her. When she had looked at him for the first time, there had been a slight sparkle in her eyes, just for one fraction of a second, and it went straight to his heart. He co
Titanic - Birth Of A Legend - Epilogue
The story of the Titanic and that of her legend remains alive and well to this very day... it was in the years after she sank that turned her into more than just any normal legend... an eternal and spiritual legend and it all happened almost seventy years later when the world thought that the great ship would never been or heard from again.
In 1980, Titanic was discovered and found by NUMA, known as the National Underwater and Marine Agency, led by Dirk Pitt. She was found laying more than over two miles down below the surface, intact and mostly in perfect condition with only little signs of deterioration. With that year of 1980, Titanic was raised and towed to New York where she at last completed her maiden voyage. Then NUMA decided to put her into preservation and began a massive project to restore her and get her back into working order. Clive Palmer, an Australian Billionaire, led the project to bring Titanic back to life and have her as the flag ship to serve for his shipping comp
Titanic - Birth Of A Legend - Chapter 12
March 31st, 1912. It had been twenty four hours since the fight between Kane and the irish bullies had occurred. With all the troubles in Ireland, things seemed to get more and more worse... however when Kane was called to Bruce Ismay's office along with John Bigalow, a full two hour talk began. It was a little rough at first but in the end it was taken care off. John Bigalow did most of the talking for Kane on his behalf because Kane had suffered a sore throat. At first, Ismay was going to put the full blame on Kane for the fight but had second thoughts when Bigalow explained in better detail. Kane was a very lucky man, he was given a caution for his temper and would be given a day off.
April, 1912. At last Titanic was now ready to leave the city her berth and to face her final test... her sea trials. It was the test that all new ships had to go through. Six years of endeavorer for one moment. At 06:00am on Monday, April 2nd April, just two days after her fitting out was finishe
Kikyo X Naraku part 2A women sat outside a hit watching a little boy run around the area. A little smile of happiness appeared on her face. She accepted him as hers and would never hate him just cause of who his father was. Her black hair glictened in the bright warm sun.
"Mama why do you always look sad" he murmured as he went over to his mother with a flower.
"Im not sad Gin, theres no need to worry about mama," she said in a reassuring tone.
She remembered the day before where she escaped naraku and encountered Inuyasha to find out he didn't want her. Im Kikyo the one he loved first!, Kikyo thought annoyed and rested her eyes on the ground. Gin was confused and slowly placed the flower behind her ear. He then raced off and began to examine any insect in veiw. Kikyo giggled at him in amusement.
Even though I didn't want him I love him with all my heart, Kikyo thought. Gin looked at his mother with a warm smile. She sworn sometimes she could see Naraku in his little innocent face. She shuddered again in t
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