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The Cursed
The Cursed
Long ago, before the lost cities were lost, before the Romans discovered Egypt, before the old kingdom fell, there was a girl. And, as is the way of things, there was also a boy. There was nothing remarkable about them; they were neither particularly good, nor particularly bad. And yet, everyone in our lands knows their names. Not because ( Read more... ) -
Unique
Sometimes, I hate myself.
My heart bleeds for innocence,
Long since lost to life.
Innocence belongs to dreams,
And mine are tainted.
The bogeyman has a face,
A name,
A voice.
I hear him,
I see him,
I know him.
I hear myself screaming,
Harsh sobs, which wrack my body,
And hurt my mind.
The pain of life consumes me,
Makes me want to die.
As someone once said, it's ( Read more... ) -
I'm too tired to think of a snappy title...
It's 3AM in the morning, and I can't sleep. Partly, it's because I'm sick and very uncomfortable. Every movement makes it worse, and even when I don't move it's still there niggling at the back of my mind. I've been trying to get to sleep for over 4 hours...and I'm exhausted!! But the discomfort is keeping me awake.
That's not all, though. To make ( Read more... ) -
The Syrin
The Syrin
My name is Soleen Gray, and I am 2,457 years old. Soleen is not my original name, but it is the name I go by now. You’re giving me a strange look, now. I am aware that my appearance puts me somewhere in my second decade. Let me explain.
I was born in 450 BC the youngest of sixteen daughters. My mother grieved because I was a woman, born ( Read more... ) -
I feel like global warming. Unwanted.
Damn it ( Read more... ) -
Every Day (prosey-poem thing)
Every day she gets up, brushes her hair, and puts on a Mask.
Who will she be today?
The Bossy Big Sister, telling everyone what to do, the one who knows everything?
Or maybe the Hyperactive Best Friend who grins, and says weird things.
Perhaps she will be the Helpful Shop Assistant, and smile politely at the people who make her skin crawl.
She ( Read more... ) -
A Redhaired Trio-The Final Story
Title: The Calm After The Storm
Summary: DH Spoilers. Last in the Red Haired Trio series. The war is over, and Fred is gone. How do Ginny and George cope without him?
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea.
Author’s Notes: It is with a heavy heart that I close the book on this series. I loved writing them, loved the insight it gave me into three of my ( Read more... ) -
StoreGirl to the rescue! Or-I don't know, I just work here
Apart from the fact that my uni issue remains unsolved (see Well this is just...crap), I had a really bad day at work today ( Read more... ) -
In-a church, With-a small suitcase, While-a ghost searches for you
She was running away. She'd had enough, enough of the fighting, of the angry words, of the looks she got from her family, just because she dared to be different, because she wouldn't, couldn't, fit into their perfect world ( Read more... ) -
Well...this is just...crap.
I've been kicked out of my field experience site ( Read more... )