Why Magic Has DisappearedMy grandpa told me a story today about when he was a young man, only 16 in Chile. He, his brother and his cousin went into the countryside near Santiago to hunt and camp and enjoy the wilderness. He told me they walked through all of the first day day and long into the night and they crossed 7 shallow rivers before coming to a special berry bush. Being that this bush was so far out into the wilderness it had grown to the size of half a house. He said chilean farmers used that area to let their cattle graze and because of the mountain lions in the area the cattle had taken to hiding inside the bush overnight. There were no cattle there that night but when the three boys stepped under the branches they discovered two large rooms inside the bush carved out over many, many years by the cattle that had grazed there. He said it was so large inside that you could stand up and it was well insulated from the cold outside. In this beautiful berry tree they set up their camp for the night, guns c
Under the Bleachers ch1It was the way the sun hit him and glinted off his silhouette. Dean was sure of it as he stared up at him spitting hot blood and breathing hard. One fist clenched the grass, the other scraped against pavement. Pain bit into his cheekbones, ribs and mouth but for a second all he could do was stare in amazement. The long beams glinted off those white wings like splayed feathers reaching over him and shielding him. He even caught a glint of blue from his eyes. The sun shone so brightly the day he met Castiel.Under the Bleachers ch14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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Dean watched Sam jog up the steps of their current school.
Tsubasa HighChapter 1Tsubasa High8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rumours are a Guys Worst Friend
"They're talking about us again" Kurogane growled as he scuffed through his locker. His best friend Fai sighed looking surreptitiously over his shoulder at Tomoyo and her group of giggling friends. While some of them looked away in embarrassment she smiled back with warm purple eyes unabashedly unashamed at meeting his gaze. She, like him, was one of the richer kid's at school her mother being the president of the very popular Piffle Princess toy company. She indulged in any of the any of the many rumours that circulated through the school each year. That and textiles classes where she was known to create fashionable outfits with skill far beyond her 17 years. This year her pet rumour was that Kurogane and Fai were sharing more than chips and cheat sheets at lunchtime. Much more. Fai rolled his blue eyes with an air of boredom turning back to the contents of his own locker.
"You think they'd have better things to do with their time
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Crying, Cakes and Clever Plans
"See you tonight Ashura!" Fai called as he started to close his front door.
"Do you want a ride?" Ashura asked from where he sat having his breakfast.
"No thanks I'm going to be walking with Sakura today" Fai replied.
"Ok have a good day" Ashura said cheerily as Fai shut the front door.
"You too!" Fai shouted as he walked down the garden path swinging his bag onto his back. He opened the large gate that lead out of their house, walked through and began to make his way towards Sakura's house. He stared pensively and silently as he walked forward his heart beat quickening with the thought of what lay ahead. He took a few deep breaths calming himself and ran his fingers though his semi-wet hair having only gotten out of the shower half an hour ago. He thought of the cooking lesson he had with Chi and mentally went over the recipes. He wondered if he should cut his hair since it was getting a bit long. He thought of anything other than what he had t
The First Last KissThe First Last KissThe First Last Kiss8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
All of Petes senses snapped to attention at once like a shock running up his spine and he raked in a ragged gasp. He sat bolt up and looked around, disoriented, as his heart thumped painfully against his ribcage. Quick breathing sounded almost like whimpers in the sparse hotel room. It was like every nerve in his body was twitching with anxiety. After a few more minutes of silence, punctured only by his slowing gasps, Pete closed a hand over his slightly damp face finally recognizing his surroundings. His eyes slid shut and he fell back onto the soft bed relief beginning to flood his system.
Oh thank god he groaned, a small smile forming on his lips despite the residual squeezing his heart was being subjected to. The hotel room, though sparse, was nothing less than plush as he and the other members of the touring band had decided that in this city they would live it up by taking separate lavish rooms. Pete looked over to the clock on his beds