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Gemstone of Mine

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Gemstone of Mine

Gemstones sparkle and shine, Of virtues lovely and fine Oh heaven of mine Garnet’s are strong, They'll fight every wrong Oh angel of mine Peri's are true, Through an emerald hue Oh lover of mine Amethyst's are brave, Our hearts they will save Oh dreamer of mine Pearl's are so wise, They give good advice Oh treasure of mine The boy with the star, His love reaches so far Oh husband of mine Your heart does sparkle and shine, Of these virtues lovely and fine Oh Raja of mine

Blood and Ink Epilogue

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Blood and Ink Epilogue

Epilogue Picture an hourglass, hanging in the air. The sand in the top bulb is almost gone. Only a few small grains of sand hang in the balance. Time runs out and the sand ceases to fall. But than a hand reaches over and flips the hourglass over again. Once more, the sands begin their journey anew. Blinko looked at the hourglass in his hand, “Gee, thanks Alex. It’s very nice. Where did you find it?” The league had gathered together on the moon base to celebrate Blinko’s birthday. It was a very mixed emotion occasion though. Though the feelings were high, nobody could keep from looking at the empty chair that had

Blood and Ink Chapter 15

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Blood and Ink Chapter 15

15 “You cannot and will not win.” I exclaimed through my teeth as we floated above the city we loved so dearly. “I won’t let you…WE won’t let you.” “You’re mistaken boy,” Bleeko glared at us as if we were cockroaches, “You’re down by ONE. It is you that cannot beat me. Face it, each of our lives have been leading up to this one point. They’ve been leading up to this one fated battle between brothers. Such is the way of destiny. Destiny has a way of screwing you over!” A wave of energy spilled from his body like a sheet as he yelled at the top of his lungs, &

Blood and Ink Chapter 14

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Blood and Ink Chapter 14

14 A young intern named Michael Warner walked into Bloot’s office. The old man was as crooked as he was miserly, two things Mike couldn’t stand about him. Bloot was also his boss; he had to do everything that was asked of him. Mike sat down in a large uncomfortable chair in front of Bloot’s desk. The old man made no move to talk or acknowledge his presence for some time. He just stood at the window staring down at the studio below him. “Do you know what I see down there, Warner?” Bloot said finally, not taking his eyes away from the lot, “I see a studio of dreamers, inconsequentials, and nothings. Wort

Blood and Ink Chapter 13

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Blood and Ink Chapter 13

13 Trudy hummed as she danced merrily around the kitchen. She was baking a very special pie for Blinko, his favorite, gooseberry pie. She didn’t make it very often because it was quite irritating how little cheery bluebirds and woodland creatures turned up every single time to assist her. Oh, it wasn’t that she disliked woodland animals, but it was so tiresome having to clean up after them and brush the squirrels out of the chimney when she was done. Cautiously, she opened her front door and peered outside. No happy woodland animals so far. With a sigh, she closed the door and turned around. And there they were. Pretty little bl

Blood and Ink Chapter 12

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Blood and Ink Chapter 12

12 Dark worlds are born from a dark imagination. Places where man was not meant to dwell. There are things that you cannot possibly imagine; things without shape or form, things with more tentacles than arms or legs that slither through the air with terrifying ease. If we had known where we were going, we would never have entered that blasted portal. The lab was a dark wreck. Smashed tables and broken glass beakers were strewn around the room like so much worthless jetsam; but it was instantly recognizable. This was my lab. “Who could have done this? Even I’m not this destructive.” said Clyde in a hushed voice. It took

Blood and Ink Chapter 11

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Blood and Ink Chapter 11

11 Blinko jumped awake on the couch beside Trudy. He was sweating terribly and his hands were shaking. The nightmare had really shaken him up. He remembered back to that terrible time in the void when Bleeko had told him what happened. How could it be true? How could Mike be the one that created him with such an evil being inside? Very gently he slipped away from Trudy. She remained fast asleep on the couch, hugging a pillow in place of Blinko. He stared at her. She looked so peaceful. He considered leaving through the front door, but then began to worry that he might wake her. So he crept out the window and shut it behind him. It was a

Blood and Ink Chapter 10

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Blood and Ink Chapter 10

10 Worlds within worlds are governed by very special rules. Among these are a delicate connection between the creator of that world and its stability. If that connection is broken, say because of the death of the creator, the world will crumble. This is what began happening the moment Bleeko’s body was destroyed. His demonic soul was expelled out into oblivion, while his artificially created world began to implode on itself. And an unconscious Blinko was right in the middle of it all. Master Sohi stared into his crystal ball. His voice shook, “Oh no...This is terrible, terrible.” “What? What do you see Master? What&

Blood and Ink Chapter 9

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Blood and Ink Chapter 9

9 Power! The plague of all creatures: large and small, strong and weak, intelligent or not. It is the bane of being alive and sentient, because power is like a drug: the more you get, the more you want. And if someone with more power takes it away from you, you’ll do anything to get it back, things that you’d never do when sane; horrible and unthinkable things that you would say were below you in idle conversation. You’ll do anything for that moment of superiority, that feeling of absolute authority over a lesser being. And those who control power will manipulate those that want it; thus they will control all of us. Blee

Blood and Ink Chapter 8

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Blood and Ink Chapter 8

8 “YOU DID WHAT?!” Bleeko’s roar echoed through his underground lair. He glared malevolently at Rancor. “They’re still ALIVE?! But you...you used the poison I gave you, right? You waited until they were asleep and then you set them off. SO WHAT WENT WRONG??” Bleeko had him by the neck and was throttling him against the cave wall. “S...sorry, they musta not been as asleep as I thought!” Rancor tried in vain to pry Bleeko’s hands from his windpipe, “They blamed it on the kid though, the prankster. Those weren’t just stink bombs though...AK! C...Can’t...breathe...choke...

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My Bio
Current Residence: Its not safe enough to tell you.
Favourite genre of music: Anything except metal and rap
Shell of choice: King Koopa's shell
Wallpaper of choice: Underdog Wallpaper
Skin of choice: The skin in which my bones and organs are wrapped in.
Favourite cartoon characters: Underdog, Finn, and Jake!
Personal Quote: When there's trouble I am not slow! Its hip hip hip and AWAAYY I GO!!!

Favourite Visual Artist
Matt Groening
Favourite Movies
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Three Doors Down
Favourite Writers
Brian Jacques's Redwall. Gregory Maguire's Wicked
Favourite Games
Mario series and Kingdom Hearts I and II
Favourite Gaming Platform
PS3 and Wii (wow that rhymes)
Tools of the Trade
my brain, a love for literature, and a Wii
Other Interests
Video Games, Literature, Writing, Drawing

Hello DA!

Hello DA!

Hello everybody! Long time no talky. So a friend of mine, BlinkoWarner, talked me into unboxing all of my art here that I had in storage. Haven't seen a lot of this stuff in awhile. So, I quit DA back in 2014. It's now 2 years later. Seems a lot longer for some reason. I'm sort of semi-back. I don't plan on posting a lot, but i'll still be in and out. How's everybody doing? What's new? The hubby and I are living in our own apartment now! Dad is in a nursing home and i'm actually free for the first time in my life! It's invigorating. I'm trying to start making my own scented candles to sell. The idea is to create scented candles with s

Sorry for the cliche journal, but i'm leaving

Sorry for the cliche journal, but i'm leaving

I think i'm about done with DeviantArt. Its been a good 7 or so years, but I hardly ever talk to anybody on here anymore. It seems fairly pointless to keep coming. The only comment I've had recently insinuated something unpleasant about me, so that was sort of the last straw. The only people who ever say anything anymore I talk to elsewhere, so I don't really see the point. I highly doubt anybody but those two people are even going to notice that I don't come around here anymore. I'm a bit sad, but not as sad as I should be. Mainly because i've been feeling ignored here for so long that I don't care much anymore. I'm going to go find a dif

I made a new account

I made a new account

I have recently begun to feel unhappy with the amount of attention or critiquing that my work has been getting here. Rather than leave, I have decided to create a new account. This one will be reserved for the work that I especially want to get feedback on. As such, while I won't be getting rid of this account, i'm probably going to be spending more time over there. I just really want to be noticed and don't feel like i'm getting it with this one. So from now on, if anybody wishes to see my important work, please go to this account: http://spectral-muse.deviantart.com/ From now on, i'm going to upload all important Deviations there. It's g

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