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MiserableI just realized it has been a year and a half since I posted anything...
Anywho, more will come.
Nato MortoA child, I was trained in combat friendless with enemies surrounding I grew strong and swift A youth, I was trained in intrigue words of destruction abounding I became conversant and clever Now a man, with all my skills life has not changed I lose strength and hopeNato Morto
I seek the comfort of peace I desire the joy of love my surroundings deny me peace Love overlooks me
I was cursed from birth
The Lesson of Thurf Once, there was a dog named Thurf. Thurf lived in an ally just of the street, next to the post office. Thurf found a wooden box, with the opening facing the street, and decided to make the box his bed. After a while, Thurf realized that the box was not as comfortable as a bed should be, so Thurf raided the cans and bags in the ally. To his luck he found an old pillow, still in good shape. He even found a nice, large bone to gnaw on in the evenings. Thurf was happy in his new abode, until the fall came. Children started to pass by his home as they walked to and from school. At first Thurf enjoyed watching them, buThe Lesson of Thurf
Fairy Tale: Part I Party CrashersFairy Tale: Part I
The sun began to set on another brisk day. It had been one of those restless kinds of days. For after the sun set, there was to be a great party. Lord Esrom was celebrating his wife’s thirtieth birthday. He had invited all the nobles and wealthy businessme
Ponderings of MicahWho am I? For a great while I have lived three lives. They have gone on in relative harmony, till now. I have come to the point of reckoning, I must decide which to live.Ponderings of Micah
The first: A secret agent on a mission The second: A priest with great promise The third: A story teller in love
But which should I choose? Are they not all grand and purposeful lives? Who is to say that one is better than the other?
The life of the agent is hard, but will save lives. As an agent I have set myself against the forces that would destroy my homeland. For my people I will sacr
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A terrible mind is a thing to waste.
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A terrible mind is a thing to waste.
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