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In the hands of fate...
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Transience
To one so young, the world was a blur. Touch and sound made sense of the things her eyes could barely see. Her mind was stirred from the voids of rest by the curious voices around her. Kareena peered through her half opened eyes, her bright blue irises glimmering between her eyelids. In the warmth of their den, she felt sleepy yet curious of those around her. Both her brothers were there, but there were others here too. Their eyes did not glow like those who lived in her small little world. One bore a pair of brilliant green eyes that shone like a pair of glistering emeralds, the other bore eyes of common hazel which burned with a ferocity kn
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Difference
Vagus was lost. Laconian? Commoner? Abnormal? He drifted in a part of the world where the eye could not see, wandering paths unmapped towards destinations that turned to ash the moment he touched them. Where new horizons dawned only to fall into an endless night where he stood alone. This was his world now. A world of grey where he found no light or darkness, where he could find only one word that could define the person he was: A disappointment. Not Laconian. Not a commoner. Not an Abnormal. A disappointment.   Vagus often realised that he was not much different to Mycaelis at all, they both bore an intense hatred for something. Mycaelis hat
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Existence
The air was still upon entering the glade. The forest brush and trees gave way to reveal a wall of glowing blue eyes that gazed at the three entering strangers. The Abnormals, Pokémon of all kinds, gazed at Marvin when he entered with Mycaelis and Vagus in tow. He had been here more than a dozen times, but the greeting he received had always been cold. The native inhabitants of Oat; reduced from once continent sprawling clans to now small isolated tribes that cowered in the darkest recesses of their ancient land.   Marvin was never one to ask for a warm welcome from them. They had every right to treat him with suspicion regardless of how
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Abhorrence
There was once a time when Marvin was young, yes, indeed there was such a time. It was when he was but a child who, like all children, feared tales of monsters conjured up by their young imaginations or their parent’s machinations. Those nasty creatures - the ones that hid under beds, in closets, in basements, in all the places that were dark and scary or where grownups said not to go. But for Marvin, he learned quicker than most of his long gone childhood friends were monsters truly dwelt. He was paddling down a river one summer’s morning, a brisk swim around Oat Lake.  It was the sort of morning that made one glad to be alive,
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Providence
Marvin sighed and idly wandered up the stone steps to the cavern’s land entrance. He made it to the tunnel that led to the surface and grumbled in annoyance when his feet sank into the familiar feeling of mud and water. The storm was still raging and its downpour was flooding the tunnel. It never did have any proper drainage for all the water. Nearing the entrance, Marvin gazed up at the sky and noted that the downpour wouldn’t be ending any time soon. He clenched his injured arm and barred himself against the bite of the howling wind. “Sssay,” came a voice that managed to hold itself above the howl of the storm. The h
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Innocence
Silence filled the empty home long after the intruders had gone. The window shutters flung open, the door caved in. The table and plates were shattered, the armchairs destroyed, blooming flowers of cotton from their ruptured fabric. From the door and past the living room, the floor was slick with fresh blood. Every so often, this horrid vision would play out before Marvin. Crying, someone he once loved was struck down and slammed. The children watched on in horror, frozen in place as their young eyes watch on. What else were children to do when their mother couldn't scream for them to run? Her mouth was held shut by a hand made from steel,
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Benevolence
This world was a big place. Bigger than anything that Vagus the Totodile had ever known in his life. The fields seemed to go on forever, and the sky was so plain and vast that Vagus feared he would fall into it if he gazed up at it for too long. Such was a phobia developed when one spent their lifetime under the thick canopy of a jungle. Vagus had never seen the sky so clearly and never knew it was so vast. Then there was the silence, the sort of silence one hears when out in the middle of nowhere with nothing around to create any noise. The jungle was always full of noises, those that were familiar and those that seemed strange. Silence rare
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Conclusions (6/6)
Death is something that is always thought of as silent. Dead men tell no tales, dead men make no noise; they remain silent as the grave. There are even those who are said to pass peacefully. For Mycaelis and Vagus, death was never silent. They had both killed as they lived in a world where one must kill or be killed themselves. Never once could either sibling recall an occasion where death had been silent. Death is the screams of agony as flesh is torn from broken bones, the howls of pain when entrails are split upon the ground. The cries for mercy, the shrieks of horror, the gurgling sound of someone drowning in their blood.  Then come the
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Shadows (5/6)
‘They were attacked,’ whispered Vagus, looking over his shoulder at Mycaelis. The Charmander snorted. ‘It’s Prismatic Jungle, Vagus. Everyone gets attacked.’ Frustration began to creep into Vagus’ nerves. He had long grown used to Mycaelis ignorance. He had lived with it for so long it seemed as though Mycaelis was simply born ignorant. But now Vagus was reaching the end of his tether. ‘You don’t understand,’ Vagus held back the urge to yell, knowing it would alert his parents. ‘There is something out there hunting them. Hunting us.’ Mycaelis grinned. ‘Let ‘em c
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Transience
To one so young, the world was a blur. Touch and sound made sense of the things her eyes could barely see. Her mind was stirred from the voids of rest by the curious voices around her. Kareena peered through her half opened eyes, her bright blue irises glimmering between her eyelids. In the warmth of their den, she felt sleepy yet curious of those around her. Both her brothers were there, but there were others here too. Their eyes did not glow like those who lived in her small little world. One bore a pair of brilliant green eyes that shone like a pair of glistering emeralds, the other bore eyes of common hazel which burned with a ferocity kn
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Difference
Vagus was lost. Laconian? Commoner? Abnormal? He drifted in a part of the world where the eye could not see, wandering paths unmapped towards destinations that turned to ash the moment he touched them. Where new horizons dawned only to fall into an endless night where he stood alone. This was his world now. A world of grey where he found no light or darkness, where he could find only one word that could define the person he was: A disappointment. Not Laconian. Not a commoner. Not an Abnormal. A disappointment.   Vagus often realised that he was not much different to Mycaelis at all, they both bore an intense hatred for something. Mycaelis hat
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Existence
The air was still upon entering the glade. The forest brush and trees gave way to reveal a wall of glowing blue eyes that gazed at the three entering strangers. The Abnormals, Pokémon of all kinds, gazed at Marvin when he entered with Mycaelis and Vagus in tow. He had been here more than a dozen times, but the greeting he received had always been cold. The native inhabitants of Oat; reduced from once continent sprawling clans to now small isolated tribes that cowered in the darkest recesses of their ancient land.   Marvin was never one to ask for a warm welcome from them. They had every right to treat him with suspicion regardless of how
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Abhorrence
There was once a time when Marvin was young, yes, indeed there was such a time. It was when he was but a child who, like all children, feared tales of monsters conjured up by their young imaginations or their parent’s machinations. Those nasty creatures - the ones that hid under beds, in closets, in basements, in all the places that were dark and scary or where grownups said not to go. But for Marvin, he learned quicker than most of his long gone childhood friends were monsters truly dwelt. He was paddling down a river one summer’s morning, a brisk swim around Oat Lake.  It was the sort of morning that made one glad to be alive,
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Providence
Marvin sighed and idly wandered up the stone steps to the cavern’s land entrance. He made it to the tunnel that led to the surface and grumbled in annoyance when his feet sank into the familiar feeling of mud and water. The storm was still raging and its downpour was flooding the tunnel. It never did have any proper drainage for all the water. Nearing the entrance, Marvin gazed up at the sky and noted that the downpour wouldn’t be ending any time soon. He clenched his injured arm and barred himself against the bite of the howling wind. “Sssay,” came a voice that managed to hold itself above the howl of the storm. The h
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Innocence
Silence filled the empty home long after the intruders had gone. The window shutters flung open, the door caved in. The table and plates were shattered, the armchairs destroyed, blooming flowers of cotton from their ruptured fabric. From the door and past the living room, the floor was slick with fresh blood. Every so often, this horrid vision would play out before Marvin. Crying, someone he once loved was struck down and slammed. The children watched on in horror, frozen in place as their young eyes watch on. What else were children to do when their mother couldn't scream for them to run? Her mouth was held shut by a hand made from steel,
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Benevolence
This world was a big place. Bigger than anything that Vagus the Totodile had ever known in his life. The fields seemed to go on forever, and the sky was so plain and vast that Vagus feared he would fall into it if he gazed up at it for too long. Such was a phobia developed when one spent their lifetime under the thick canopy of a jungle. Vagus had never seen the sky so clearly and never knew it was so vast. Then there was the silence, the sort of silence one hears when out in the middle of nowhere with nothing around to create any noise. The jungle was always full of noises, those that were familiar and those that seemed strange. Silence rare
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Expectations (2/6)
There was always something new to be learnt here in this makeshift hovel that lay deep within this forsaken jungle. Many would say that life for Vagus the Totodile was not good enough for him, but it was his father who would say that it was Vagus who was not good enough for life. His father; the one he who ruled as king of Vagus’ small world had declared him useless and thus he conceded that he was indeed so.   Life had no room for weakness and weakness was all that Vagus had to offer. Vagus had seen firsthand what happened to those who were weak, the creatures of this jungle that were foolish enough to challenge his father. A Salamenc
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Spotlight

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Transience
To one so young, the world was a blur. Touch and sound made sense of the things her eyes could barely see. Her mind was stirred from the voids of rest by the curious voices around her. Kareena peered through her half opened eyes, her bright blue irises glimmering between her eyelids. In the warmth of their den, she felt sleepy yet curious of those around her. Both her brothers were there, but there were others here too. Their eyes did not glow like those who lived in her small little world. One bore a pair of brilliant green eyes that shone like a pair of glistering emeralds, the other bore eyes of common hazel which burned with a ferocity kn
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Spotlight

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Benevolence
This world was a big place. Bigger than anything that Vagus the Totodile had ever known in his life. The fields seemed to go on forever, and the sky was so plain and vast that Vagus feared he would fall into it if he gazed up at it for too long. Such was a phobia developed when one spent their lifetime under the thick canopy of a jungle. Vagus had never seen the sky so clearly and never knew it was so vast. Then there was the silence, the sort of silence one hears when out in the middle of nowhere with nothing around to create any noise. The jungle was always full of noises, those that were familiar and those that seemed strange. Silence rare
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Monsters (1/6)
A new day brought with it another bout of pain, another set of bruises and more long hours of bleeding and sweating under the jungle’s humid canopy.  Left , right, back, back, back, right, another right, quick left, quick right…not quick enough. Crack! Bells were ringing in Mycaelis’ head when it collided with a thick tree trunk. The shock of the impact was just as familiar as the pain of splinters digging under his skin. All familiar and all reoccurring, it was part of yet another training session with his father. For years in the jungle Mycaelis had been beaten down, and for years more he had always gotten back up to be b
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BlastTheFlareonStudent Digital Artist
Hi there are you the one who created the comic called "Now and Forever"?
Please answer me
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thanks for the watch ^^
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Happy birthday! :)
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Happy birthday to you, and enjoy this video AKA HOW NOT TO PLAY RED DEAD REDEMPTION 2:
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Happy birthday.
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Happy birthday best wishes 😀😀
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kokaniHobbyist Traditional Artist
Happy Birthday Sly~ Huggle! Daisy happy birthday!