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Wrote a totally random bit of.... um. "criping" (That's crappy writing for you guys, lol) the other day and figured I'd post it here. :)
"Untitled" (Though, I suppose it may be appropriate to title it "Mad Tomatoes")
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Without a Sound...
“Without a Sound”
By Ellie
A/N) I don’t own the Labyrinth. Was randomly productive a couple of days ago, finished typing this out earlier and am now posting despite (I’m sure) various errors I’ll beat myself over the head with later. Rough and unruly but here it is!
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“I don’t want to leave you,” she whispered the ( Read more... ) -
Updates, updates, all around. (And Pinocchio's Speech from Shrek 3)
Prince Charming threatens Gingerbread Man until GM is reduced to doing a loopy rendition of "Good Ship Lollipop."
Prince Charming realizes that it's not so much GM being a tough nut to crack, as him being such an easy nut that he, kinda, *completely* cracked. Evil plan thwarted, Prince Charming must come up with a NEW ally of Shrek to ( Read more... ) -
More Drivel. Er. WRITING. lol (Unedited)
When by moonlight it falls, then by moonlight it dies; there is no comfort to be had in the deep silken dark...
When by moonlight it falls...Air is retching from your lungs, the burn of it prodding at your stomach as your feet fly down the darkened streets. The amber-dim streetlights illuminate just enough to make the shadows seem to stretch ( Read more... ) -
More Random Drivel, because I'm a terrible procrastinator. :P
The Little Girl of Forgotten ( Read more... ) -
Hmmm. Interesting?
1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. With who ( Read more... ) -
Gacked from shadowycat
What in the WORLD? So I'm from all over, huh? Iiiinteresting. Especially since I was born in North Dakota, spent most of my years in California and now live in Alabama. Should I just close my eyes and point? *snicker* I can tell you RIGHT NOW that I *DO NOT* have a southern accent.
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Random Writing. Unfinished, unedited, but kinda funny. Er. *I* thought.
It was a cold day in Hell. Myrtle shivered, bemused at this entirely new torment, as the unbearably strange clime settled over Hell’s eternal fires, spewing brimstone like a blanket of frost that some giant shook out and then let fall ( Read more... ) -
Contests? Moi?
Weeeell. I just entered a contest to write something about faeries--about what we might see if fairies walked among us ( Read more... ) -
Haven't written in a while... :( So here's something literary! Kinda. Lol.
Today marks a passage in time for me. Uh, quite literally. I don't have any real reason to be writing this, barring it being a prime example of my procrastination skills hard at work, yet again ( Read more... )