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The Passing of Childhood
I remember the day I met her, as if it had happened yesterday. My toy line had been a complete failure. The fillies didn't want a Smarty Pants doll; they wanted brightly colored princesses with manes you could brush and lots of accessories. We watched in envy as the other toys got sold, and dreamed of the adventures they could go on, adventures that we would never experience. We all knew it was a matter of time before we would all be simply thrown out. "Mommy! Mommy! Can I have one?" The voice of a young filly begged. I peeked over the other toys to see what she wanted. A very young purple unicorn sat on the floor,  cradling  another Miss S
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Dried
I was the ebb and the flow. I wondered what stories I leave behind on the rocks. I heard the whispered tales the raindrops tell. I saw light waves scatter and break at my surface. I wanted to trickle into the euphoric oblivion. I was the ebb and the flow. I pretend a storm is rolling in. I feel the searing heat of the Sahara sun. I touch a memory, the icy fingers of a passing glacier. I worry about what comes after the flow. I cry at the sound of my own extinction. I was the ebb and the flow. I understand that I too shall reach the end. I fear it anyways. I dream of old days, filled with merry boats and cheery passengers. I try
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Flight Training
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Who are you?
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Stand Alone Strips
How Big, Mom? Mom and Terry are texting Mom: terry can u get ur father? I need to talk to him Terry: hes kinda busy rite now. Mom: Well tell him it's a HUGE dick! Terry: lol how big is it mom Mom: This may be the biggest dick in our lives rite now. Its REALLY important!(reads previous text) OMG I MEANT DEAL!!! Woo-Hoo-Hoo Hon-AHHHHHH!!!!!! Terry and family are all riding in the car together, dad is driving Terry: Dad, we are NOT listening to this song. Dad: Oh come on! You love this song! Terry: Yeah, but you cannot listen to this song without dancing. This song made us swerve into a canyon and got us stuck for two weeks in the wil
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What Evil Looked Like
I was born in a smiling house With a white picket fence And a guard at the door Where Mama whistled cheerily while she made me a sandwich And Papa came home, laughing Playing with me before even changing his bloody uniform One day, Papa solemnly took me to work And told me I needed to know what evil looked like. Evil was behind a looming metallic fence As a little girl, covered in dirt and naked. I thought I could see her entire skeleton Her huge hollow eyes bore right into mine All life drained out All but a spark of hate and fear. I asked Papa what made them evil He sneered. "They were born evil" I cried. How terrible it mu
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Without the Paper
Before the paper, I was a mute Smiling meekly at the world I searched for the perfect words to say And the conversation died before I could find them When I found the paper The words came out, naturally Suddenly, my emotions were visible Suddenly my words had meaning! And I was praised, artistic, even! Eloquence came naturally, every phrase just right From the very beginning However, when the paper doesn't work I become mute again Staring at the page, agonizing Somehow, between my head and paper, I had lost the words In my thoughts so meaningful, on the paper so trite And the words are left, racing around in my head Begging
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Characters: Forten ni Fones
Forten is a very interesting character, one that I rarely use as a main character. I have never written from the perspective of a character that I've disliked so much, yet I've found this character incredibly fascinating at the same time. Forten ni Fones is from the planet Eviraton, which means that Forten is without a gender or sex. Forten also has the appearance of a child, but is really at least twenty. Forten is a very goal driven person. Forten has wanted to go into space for as long as Forten can remember, and will go to any lengths to accomplish this. Like most Eviratonists, Forten is very uncomfortable with things that are strange,
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'Space story'
The story itself, which I'm currently calling "the space story", is fantasy, with the skin of a sci-fi. It is a bleak dystopic story about a crew who is assigned to search for four of their former crew members who mysterious disappeared a few years before. The series is told through the perspective of Forten ni Tumnuse, and focuses on Forten and their 3 friends; Tenebre ni Hiem, Alae ni Aesta, and Sereta ni Vera, who are all from the planet Eviraton (if you know any Latin, you're probably having a heyday with these names) and the early part of the story focuses on the struggle they have to go through to join the crew they eventually will, whi
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The Passing of Childhood
I remember the day I met her, as if it had happened yesterday. My toy line had been a complete failure. The fillies didn't want a Smarty Pants doll; they wanted brightly colored princesses with manes you could brush and lots of accessories. We watched in envy as the other toys got sold, and dreamed of the adventures they could go on, adventures that we would never experience. We all knew it was a matter of time before we would all be simply thrown out. "Mommy! Mommy! Can I have one?" The voice of a young filly begged. I peeked over the other toys to see what she wanted. A very young purple unicorn sat on the floor,  cradling  another Miss S
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Dried
I was the ebb and the flow. I wondered what stories I leave behind on the rocks. I heard the whispered tales the raindrops tell. I saw light waves scatter and break at my surface. I wanted to trickle into the euphoric oblivion. I was the ebb and the flow. I pretend a storm is rolling in. I feel the searing heat of the Sahara sun. I touch a memory, the icy fingers of a passing glacier. I worry about what comes after the flow. I cry at the sound of my own extinction. I was the ebb and the flow. I understand that I too shall reach the end. I fear it anyways. I dream of old days, filled with merry boats and cheery passengers. I try
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Journey
The waves pull away from the shore Taking a part of me with it. Soaring through the oceans the mermaids lullaby begs For a freedom unremembered. The sea monsters roars Searching for a clans member. But the heroes of old killed them all With their ships and spears and tales. The Island of Dreams entices All the schemers and wishes. But lies were better than truth And nightmares are dreams too A thousand years under the siren's spell A willing captive hears the whisper Of a home welcoming call. All of these I have seen But I know none of them. The waves return, making me whole Briefly, then pulls away.
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Fallen
Grey, naked trees Mourning their children Fallen, graceful Dying leaves, crimson, Beautiful in death. The cold winds mourn Summer And the trees, Humbled but alive, Await Spring.
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Blackberries
Arkansas in August Miserable, sweltering, perfect For blackberries. We all went together: You, me, the rest of your children And my cousins, your brother: Behind Grandpa's property. Our arms, thorn-pricked, our bodies, Dripping sweaty rivulets and streams; And the chiggers, bloody little diggers Feasting on our flesh as we the berries. They left their marks for months after. Now, all of that is gone. The bushes, dead, the chiggers, frozen. Even the participants have left. The only family left is broken, But that may have been, even then.
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Language Barrier
   I think the wall between us had always been there, from my very first memory of her.   I remember, when I was seven years old, her knocking at the door of our Costa Rican countryside home. When Papi answered the door, he just stood and stared, incredulous. He hadn't seen her in five years.   They started talking, but I couldn't understand what they were saying. My brother, Miguel, wrapped his arms protectively around me, glaring at the woman at the door. "Come on, hermanito, let's go," he whispered, and pulled me with him out the back door. We walked through the dry crackling grass, his hot hand firmly holding mine, making it very swea
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Rain
Rain cleanses, purifies Revives the earth, once dry Now green with life And relaxes, with a sigh While I fall asleep to its dripping lullaby
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The Child and the Dolphin
It's in her blood They say, as I run through the sea Like a fish, but with a smile Even as I trip and fall On the sandy shore, the beach, Buried in the sand, two toes deep The old ones laugh, the wrinkles deep Failing to see the blood On my hands, on the beach And the tears, a sea Of them, down my face falling And fading away my smile. But the pain soon recedes, and the smile Returns, for in the water, two feet deep A playmate, amused by my fall Curiously draws near, lead by the smell of my blood. The silky roamer of the sea Far too close, unnatural, to the beach. I lead her, teasingly, to the beach And, I swear it, she sm
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Sunset
I shall never forget That sunburst sky On fire, as the sun Leaked throughout the sky And the sky was all light I shall never forget The rainbow on the scarlet tinted clouds And its shadow, faded and full Falling on the twilight sky Everything was sepia toned Like a very old picture Somehow, it was so familiar, nostalgic For once we, in silence, watched As the sepia dissipated into royal hues Ra had never died a more brilliant death  
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HarvFinn, Needs title Ch 2 (Good Intent)
 Harv once again found himself in the same blue vacuum of space. Paper stars now hung in the air, perhaps it was night. Did dream worlds even have a night and day? It was then Harv realized he was alone. For once he wasn't being pestered by his subconscious. It had worked! He didn't have to worry about his soul again. Faintly he heard a disgruntled quack. With reluctance, he walked across the room. It seemed endless as he passed row after row of yellow paper stars. Eventually, he reached the source of the noise. 'Curse you dog!' The duck flapped angrily at a floating image of a puppy. 'You've ruined everything! All that progress- poof! Gone
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HarvFinn, Needs title
Chapter One: The Well Harv sat in a small wooden chair, he glared at the small figure before him. He was trapped here, in an endless dimensional space. Blue stretched as far as the eye could see. It was neither warm nor hot, the light came from no source. Other than himself, the chair, and his reluctant company; there was nothing. 'Go away.' He glowered. 'I can't.' A small green duck quacked. 'You still haven't gone on your journey.' The duck had persistently appeared in his dreams for two years. When it had first arrived, he had been deeply concerned; now it was just annoying. He was perfectly content with the way things were in his li
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sculptinProfessional Traditional Artist
I noticed
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Thanks for the fav! Have a llama.
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Thanks for the fav
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ignore that link, I just wanted to say thankyou for the :+fav::iconcherryblossomplz::iconlittleheartsplz:
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Thank you so much for the fav :)
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Thanks so much for the watch! :D