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One One-Thousandth

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One One-Thousandth

For those herbalists who tend to others and themselves from the carefully-accrued bounties of the earth, such medicines are just as scrupulously crafted. And as such, there is a long-held conviction among them. One tenet is always upheld - any tincture, no matter how diluted, will always work. Even should it be stretched to its breaking point, the potency is no less dulled, to the point of unbelievably impossible circumstances. He supposed it was a thought particularly well-suited to him. Spitting out a bit of blood from his busted lip, the thief strolled through the inscrutable maze that was his Soul Room. None of the doors were unlocked,

Hit the Storm, Take a Left

The Woman Warrior

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The Woman Warrior

The ground was slick and muddy with spilt blood. It curled between her toes and threatened to stain the delicately fashioned, gilt sandals. She swallowed, the motion thick and choking, continuing her stroke as she felled another soldier. The motion was uninterrupted as she pivoted to hack at another. Her dress, gauzy and white and tightly bound into place by a bronze-shod leather breastplate, was clinging to her skin. Blood trickled in rivulets, the quickly chilling and coagulating mess making her skin itch. Sweat plastered her hair and she cursed, yet again, not having the time to bind it with a leather cord before the sounds of riots and

Forty-two

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Forty-two

Yugi had let him take over for the remainder of the class, happy to escape the boredom of a quiet classroom and mildly perturbed by the request. The change-over was quick enough though - his excuse of wanting to be out of his Soul Room for a while worked better than expected. Nobody was paying the spirit any attention. He liked it better that way, silently glad that this was the one class their friends weren’t in. It would have been rather awkward to interact with them in the sort of mood he was in. Shifting in the wooden chair, he brought a hand to his face, resisting the urge to grimace at the pulsating sparks of pain in his eyes. I

Die Voegeln Singen

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Die Voegeln Singen

The blood splatters were nothing compared to the look in the child's eyes. Desolate, quietly foreboding. He shivered, feeling as if his very soul were being pierced by that heavy gaze. The duplicate was still breathing - if only so faintly it could barely be seen. He was easily supported by the one staring at him so chillingly, head cradled in crook of arm. "You have trespassed upon my heart." Funny, it wasn't as deep as he thought it was going to be. He had been half-expecting the earth shaking tone of a god, not the low tenor of a child grown in a man's world. Tremulously, he had the urge to bow. To bow and scrape and beg for mercy. &he

Shadow Emissary

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Shadow Emissary

He could feel the tugging (tuggingholdtightsharpseams) on every molecule of his being. Lips moved, twitched into a grin at the person he was looking at, but held fast at the stitching holding them closed. (grinsmirktauntlittlechild) An invisible wind, one whose caresses were familiar, tugged at him. (tracingbonyribscurveofjawhauntingchuckle) Finally, disappearing into the mist he knew this other person could not see, his lips finally broke free into a cackle. Though he could not feel, he knew his teeth had long since been formed into the needle-sharp canines he once used to fear for so long. (comelittlelightlaughtomadnessyouaremine) Last
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Hit the Storm, Take a Left

The Woman Warrior

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The Woman Warrior

The ground was slick and muddy with spilt blood. It curled between her toes and threatened to stain the delicately fashioned, gilt sandals. She swallowed, the motion thick and choking, continuing her stroke as she felled another soldier. The motion was uninterrupted as she pivoted to hack at another. Her dress, gauzy and white and tightly bound into place by a bronze-shod leather breastplate, was clinging to her skin. Blood trickled in rivulets, the quickly chilling and coagulating mess making her skin itch. Sweat plastered her hair and she cursed, yet again, not having the time to bind it with a leather cord before the sounds of riots and

Die Voegeln Singen

D

Die Voegeln Singen

The blood splatters were nothing compared to the look in the child's eyes. Desolate, quietly foreboding. He shivered, feeling as if his very soul were being pierced by that heavy gaze. The duplicate was still breathing - if only so faintly it could barely be seen. He was easily supported by the one staring at him so chillingly, head cradled in crook of arm. "You have trespassed upon my heart." Funny, it wasn't as deep as he thought it was going to be. He had been half-expecting the earth shaking tone of a god, not the low tenor of a child grown in a man's world. Tremulously, he had the urge to bow. To bow and scrape and beg for mercy. &he

Shadow Emissary

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Shadow Emissary

He could feel the tugging (tuggingholdtightsharpseams) on every molecule of his being. Lips moved, twitched into a grin at the person he was looking at, but held fast at the stitching holding them closed. (grinsmirktauntlittlechild) An invisible wind, one whose caresses were familiar, tugged at him. (tracingbonyribscurveofjawhauntingchuckle) Finally, disappearing into the mist he knew this other person could not see, his lips finally broke free into a cackle. Though he could not feel, he knew his teeth had long since been formed into the needle-sharp canines he once used to fear for so long. (comelittlelightlaughtomadnessyouaremine) Last

Pink Lemonade

Hello

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Hello

She jumped off her horse, leather-clad feet hitting the stone with a soft tap, "Well, well, what do we have here? Have I missed the party?" There was an outraged murmur from the priests. With a smirk, Bakura tossed her prize on the ground in front of her, relishing in the disbelief emanating from the others in the room. Chaos descended shortly after that, and it was with no small amount of pleasure that she cackled as she summoned Diabound, challenging each of the priests in a mocking tone dripping with faux sweetness. In the back of her mind, the thief wondered where the pharaoh was. He was the objective, of course, and she called out at t

Battle

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Battle

The heart shall persevere, and life comes with assuréd exuberance. Worry not, sweet young one, these tears of ours cleanse aching fears. Our prayers shall be made come morn, and fall upon shapely ears. Breathe, breathe and calm your trembling soul. It is too beautiful to be in pain, to hold such indecisiveness within you. All shall come and go, to walk the cobbled path that has many caretakers. Smile through your grief, and allow your strength to show and shine. We are more than the sum of our parts, no matter how cherished each shard. Little one, who has grown so much, stand tall with serenity.

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So after lurking for some months...

So after lurking for some months...

I'm on tumblr more often now than here. DA still has a lot of bugs, and as of right now I just don't feel like playing tag with the various viruses/trojans/malware/etc on here. Stuff will still be uploaded here, but it's going to be at a slower rate now that I'm in college (which is why I've been virtually nonexistent on here). Dunno if you yugioh guys are keeping track or not, but I do have a new series which is taking up most of my writing time - The Second Epilogue Chronicles, TSEC for short. It's a bit of a meta, and me hammering out tropes and clichés that annoy the ever-loving hell out of me. Features my OTPs, puzzle, tender, an

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Tagged!

RULES: - No tag back! - Tell 5 things about you! - Answer ten questions from tagger and then make new ten questions. - Tag 10 of your friends, after that tell them that they were tagged with link to your "GOTTA TAG'EM ALL" journal. - Do not use "I tag everyone that read this." or kind of that on tagging your friends. ShadowRoxanne's questions: 1. Kaiba or Yami, bitches? You know I can't choose between them! ;A; 2. Vampires or Wizards? Wizards. 3. You look sexy in that shirt. Thanks! :D 4. If you saw me flying through the street, what would your reaction be? Take me with you! 5. PIZZA LANDS ON YOUR HEAD. What do you do? Flail,

Someone needs to draw Yugi with a Houndour/-doom

Someone needs to draw Yugi with a Houndour/-doom

Like, seriously. http://texasdreamer01.tumblr.com/post/33814478510/ahh-real-pokemon-houndoom

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