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Hopeless Soul
    Cast away in a prison in the guise of an asylum. A noble knight silently battled half-remembered thoughts. The descent into madness occurs rapidly when one is dead.    The knight began to weep at the thought of a family that may have been his, forced to fend for themselves. A grotesque rat nervously scurried across the floor, anxious the dead man would set upon it. The knight looked at it, revulsion showing through his mask of sorrow. his hand wandered up to hang from a ragged hole in the chest plate, over a hole where his heart should have been.    He was woken by a scraping sound. He knew not how long he slept, it could have been an
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Traas Keas
A day indistinguishable to others, the queen summoned her loyal knight, she spake these words. "Dost though have an observance, of the state of the holiness's affairs? Which I do mean to say that, dost thou observe any detriments in thy king?" Traas looked upon his queen, confusion and worry crossed his features. "My lady, my position, such as it is, is lowly and allows me not to critique mine superiors. Why, pray tell, dost thou ask this of me?! If I were to respond, treasonous I would be!" The queen, who was at all times faultless, pressed once more with her question. Traas reacted with inordinate displeasure, Alas! One must not dismis
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Traas Faux
A story to happen in the future, A time when the human race is aged. The date is unknown, Consensus is not present. Gone is war, not including strife. Civilization has stagnated The foreign kings and queens are aged with the high king most of all. The royalty appeared long ago to reassemble a race shattered. These people were alien to humanity, though, now the reason for taking control has been lost by them, their memories slowly faded. With a power unnatural, humans were subdued by beings immortal. A great monarchy has evolved into faux godliness. The hero of the empire, which we shall call the "realm" for the use of this story, was a knig
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Explanation.
My life has been hard, though, most have had it worse. While some may call it luck, I like to think of it as prudence. I survived the end of days. Not, just barely. I actually emerged from the the debris of civilization better off than before.Although I do not wield as much power as in my former life, I am more satisfied with my current position. I work with a decent man. He may not seem so great on the outside; in fact, he is a cold and ruthless bastard that will use any situation, and I mean any, to better his own position. Overlooking all of that; after you chisel through the tough exterior, you find a deeply sympathetic man that has been
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Cowardly
Once, people teemed over the planet, living their tiny little lives. Billions of people, loving, living, and, at the end of it all, dying Anything that lives has a finite amount of time to be conscious. All things end...including us. We, as a people, have always been struggling. What made us overcome many obstacles was the fact that we felt sympathy for each other. Yes, there were a few anomalies to that theory. But, as a whole, we felt a need to assist others in their struggle. No one can do it alone. The sad thing is, in the end, that one redeeming quality is what did us in. Staring in the face of extinction, the human race defiantly grit
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Wasp
 I take a deep breath, as did my wasp. A shudder runs down my spine, a shudder also runs down the spine of my wasp. I make ready to leap, as does my wasp. Connected we are. We are one, his mind, his body, one with me. He moves as I moves. We hunt for the benefit of the hive. I smirk, the wasp could not. The bond was not perfect, we had different forms. But we are strong, many a foe fell before our blows. We both have butterflies in our bellies. The leap is one of faith. His flight is unstable for maneuverability. Others often fall to the roiling depths, never to be seen again. Me and my wasp have never fallen. We are older, the chance
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Beginning of 'Defection'
 Chief Analyst Martin Holdin entered his modest quarters about mid ship aboard the Magister Tutela holding a quarter ream of Crystael[, ultra-thin paper made from resilient crystal. He closed and locked his door, ensuring his privacy. As he aproached his worktable, the chair autamatically folded out and positioned itself in Martin's favored position. He dropped the stack of paper on the table with a highly audible thump and swung the magnifier over the first page. He was the Chief analyst because of his ability to devour and analyze information like no other. He quickly skimmed through the first hundred pages of the report, then slowing down
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Little Green Men
Little green men, All marching in a row. Little green men, You should look out below. Little green men, they are very small. Little green men, Sometimes they crawl.
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Unknown
 My thoughts were dwelling on ancient history while I ate my breakfast, alone among all the other pilots in the mess hall. I was alone because I did not want to dwell on what was going to happen later. The forty or so pilots part of the gamma group had an important mission briefing later in the morning. I was one of them. We were the most elite group in the fleet, a mixture of relatively new additions, but still veterans, and battle hardened ex-pirates. It was actually originally my idea of mixing the academy trained pilots with the volunteer pirates that felt they had to help with defending against the new threat. Of course, no one else but
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Hopeless Soul
    Cast away in a prison in the guise of an asylum. A noble knight silently battled half-remembered thoughts. The descent into madness occurs rapidly when one is dead.    The knight began to weep at the thought of a family that may have been his, forced to fend for themselves. A grotesque rat nervously scurried across the floor, anxious the dead man would set upon it. The knight looked at it, revulsion showing through his mask of sorrow. his hand wandered up to hang from a ragged hole in the chest plate, over a hole where his heart should have been.    He was woken by a scraping sound. He knew not how long he slept, it could have been an
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Traas Keas
A day indistinguishable to others, the queen summoned her loyal knight, she spake these words. "Dost though have an observance, of the state of the holiness's affairs? Which I do mean to say that, dost thou observe any detriments in thy king?" Traas looked upon his queen, confusion and worry crossed his features. "My lady, my position, such as it is, is lowly and allows me not to critique mine superiors. Why, pray tell, dost thou ask this of me?! If I were to respond, treasonous I would be!" The queen, who was at all times faultless, pressed once more with her question. Traas reacted with inordinate displeasure, Alas! One must not dismis
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Traas Faux
A story to happen in the future, A time when the human race is aged. The date is unknown, Consensus is not present. Gone is war, not including strife. Civilization has stagnated The foreign kings and queens are aged with the high king most of all. The royalty appeared long ago to reassemble a race shattered. These people were alien to humanity, though, now the reason for taking control has been lost by them, their memories slowly faded. With a power unnatural, humans were subdued by beings immortal. A great monarchy has evolved into faux godliness. The hero of the empire, which we shall call the "realm" for the use of this story, was a knig
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Explanation.
My life has been hard, though, most have had it worse. While some may call it luck, I like to think of it as prudence. I survived the end of days. Not, just barely. I actually emerged from the the debris of civilization better off than before.Although I do not wield as much power as in my former life, I am more satisfied with my current position. I work with a decent man. He may not seem so great on the outside; in fact, he is a cold and ruthless bastard that will use any situation, and I mean any, to better his own position. Overlooking all of that; after you chisel through the tough exterior, you find a deeply sympathetic man that has been
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Cowardly
Once, people teemed over the planet, living their tiny little lives. Billions of people, loving, living, and, at the end of it all, dying Anything that lives has a finite amount of time to be conscious. All things end...including us. We, as a people, have always been struggling. What made us overcome many obstacles was the fact that we felt sympathy for each other. Yes, there were a few anomalies to that theory. But, as a whole, we felt a need to assist others in their struggle. No one can do it alone. The sad thing is, in the end, that one redeeming quality is what did us in. Staring in the face of extinction, the human race defiantly grit
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Wasp
 I take a deep breath, as did my wasp. A shudder runs down my spine, a shudder also runs down the spine of my wasp. I make ready to leap, as does my wasp. Connected we are. We are one, his mind, his body, one with me. He moves as I moves. We hunt for the benefit of the hive. I smirk, the wasp could not. The bond was not perfect, we had different forms. But we are strong, many a foe fell before our blows. We both have butterflies in our bellies. The leap is one of faith. His flight is unstable for maneuverability. Others often fall to the roiling depths, never to be seen again. Me and my wasp have never fallen. We are older, the chance
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Beginning of 'Defection'
 Chief Analyst Martin Holdin entered his modest quarters about mid ship aboard the Magister Tutela holding a quarter ream of Crystael[, ultra-thin paper made from resilient crystal. He closed and locked his door, ensuring his privacy. As he aproached his worktable, the chair autamatically folded out and positioned itself in Martin's favored position. He dropped the stack of paper on the table with a highly audible thump and swung the magnifier over the first page. He was the Chief analyst because of his ability to devour and analyze information like no other. He quickly skimmed through the first hundred pages of the report, then slowing down
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Little Green Men
Little green men, All marching in a row. Little green men, You should look out below. Little green men, they are very small. Little green men, Sometimes they crawl.
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Unknown
 My thoughts were dwelling on ancient history while I ate my breakfast, alone among all the other pilots in the mess hall. I was alone because I did not want to dwell on what was going to happen later. The forty or so pilots part of the gamma group had an important mission briefing later in the morning. I was one of them. We were the most elite group in the fleet, a mixture of relatively new additions, but still veterans, and battle hardened ex-pirates. It was actually originally my idea of mixing the academy trained pilots with the volunteer pirates that felt they had to help with defending against the new threat. Of course, no one else but
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Beautifully Flawed Wild Animals
As a child I was kicked by a horse While approaching from behind It knocked me clean across the stable This fragile framed boy of nine I tried so hard to be strong and brave And as Mother wiped my tears away All I could think was I must return To the stable the very next day I barely slept a wink that night For thinking about the steed And how the doctor said I‘d be dead If hoof had hit below my knee Running my hand over the horseshoe That was bruised onto my thigh I felt a very real connection Between the animal and I Mother woke me as dawn broke Asked if I still wanted to go To visit the scene of the crime To visit my equus foe I n
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August 28, 1982
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I shall be a teacher of high school Agriculture! All shall praise me and do my work! Mwahahahahaha!
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I'm going to college this fall, if you all did not already know, that is.
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Omegle cyber sex let down
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grew-up-a-screw-upStudent General Artist
Thanks for the watch~
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Of course. I plan to read much of your work when I get my laptop. Once I can type, I can write some things that have been burning in my mind.
Do you use Pandora?
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grew-up-a-screw-upStudent General Artist
Thank you very much, uhm I might sound either ignorant or generally clueless but what's Pandora?
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Nevermind, it is just an internet radio service. Check it out if you like music.
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grew-up-a-screw-upStudent General Artist
Oh ok, I will thanks.
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homicidalhecateStudent General Artist
Thank you so much for re-adding us to your deviantwatch, harzlek ^^
If you could, you can 'like' us on our Facebook Page or follow us on Twitter.
That'll be the best way to get all of our updates and stay connected. ^^

It'd help out tremendously if you could, and if you enjoy the artwork, please feel free to share it around.

If you want to know more, you can find a journal entry here with all the information you'll need.

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Thank you so much!
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Well, I don't have a facebook or twitter account, and I do not plan to.