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Spinning
The world spins on its axis, but I'm still here. Why is this? Shouldn't I be moving as well? -
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A sigh escaped his lips as he stared down at his refelction in the frozen ice. Boredom. He hated the feeling. He knew he should be doinging something but he was unsure what. The moon hung low over head as sparkling stars rivaled its beauty. A soft breeze scurried over the bridge as he leaned on its railing. He gave a slight shiver. Winter's wrath ( Read more... ) -
I don't really know...
He could hear it. The drums beating in unison for warning the neighboring villages of war was swiftly approaching. He leaned against the bark of an ancient tree, wincing slightly at the injury on his shoulder. ‘Come on, Onyx. You can make to the village before they do...” His conscience informed him as he straightened, putting his weight back on ( Read more... ) -
Bored...
Silence sighed as he threw back his head to gaze up at the night sky. The moon and its friends lighted the earth's suface with it's light. He clasped his hands behind his hand as he laid flat on his back in the open meadow. The wind carried whispering voices the trees and over to him as he enjoyed the thought of a small town laying close by on the ( Read more... )
