

The End of TimeIn year 5168, Henry Orozco sat hunched over his worktable, sketches and notes scattered on the floor, the room in darkness all except for the dim yellow glow of a small candle that stood next to Henry's fiddling hand, which was moving in circles, shraight lines, diaginal lines, then some shraight lines again. He wrote the Roman Numerals from 1 to 12:The End of Time
I II III IV V VI VII VIII IX X XI XII
He was drawing a clock.
When he finally finished drawing a google of sketches of clockwork, he bent under the worktable and heaved out a rusty


Chpt 14: Good or Evil, choose."...Coraline...I heard you were coming. I thought it was just a rumour...but..." The Other Bobinski stood there, stunned.Chpt 14: Good or Evil, choose.
Coraline nodded. "I'm here...and I'm batshit insane."
"Oh my."
"Now listen," Coraline began. "The Beldam has became a monster, as if she wasn't already, and now I'm insane, and I'm supposed to defeat her. But I'm not gonna be able to beat her if I'm currently a midget..."
"I see," said the Other Bobinski. "So you want me to help you become normal size again?"
"Yes, please..."
The Other Bobinski pondered. "There


Pest's SongPest stroked his bloody, rusty, axe, as he waltzed away from the execution room. Suddenly, a hand pale as bone, with claw-like fingernails the color of blood, settled itself onto Pest's shoulder. He saw it was the Beldam's left hand--as it couldn't be the right. The right hand was cut off...and lost in the well, in the Real World.Pest's Song
The Beldam grinned a disturbing smile at Pest. "You've done well...for a Pest." She smiled at the blood on Pest's axe. She drummed her fingers on his shoulder, waiting for an answer.
"I do as I am told...when it is told by the lovely Beldam," Pest replied, and the Beldam chuckle


Dark Emily's LamentIn the Dark World on a high hill, a Darkmight known as Dark Emily stood, frowning at her feet. She slowly looked up, and was able to see all of the Dark World...such a ghastly place.Dark Emily's Lament
She sighed, sadly, and began to sing:
I may be here, but I am not a real being I do not have my own personality I just take someone else's and change it a lot And pretend it's my own Because I am a Darkmight, and they are the opposite But because I am a Darkmight, I do not have my own name Instead they just call me Dark Emily Because I am a copy of a girl named Emily, only different I
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And that's the way the cookie crumbles.
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We cannot undo these things we've done...but we can always do something else to make things better.
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when I cry no one sees my tears
when i scream i hate myself for my fears
everyone who holds my hands disappears
why cant i love all the parts of Me?
Midnight Tigress
aka Innocent Vixen
(just for you annechan)
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We cannot undo these things we've done...but we can always do something else to make things better.
^^.
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We cannot undo these things we've done...but we can always do something else to make things better.
Cheers
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We cannot undo these things we've done...but we can always do something else to make things better.
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find me a storm where the wild winds blow.
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We cannot undo these things we've done...but we can always do something else to make things better.
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