Oh So Tragic - Part 8
#8 of oh so tragic the story of a freelance thief and mercenary who slowly begins to find and weed out a strange and complicated mess of plans and tricks to kill her. writing, characters (c) me "thank you."
Oh So Tragic - Part 7
#7 of oh so tragic the story of a freelance thief and mercenary who slowly begins to find and weed out a strange and complicated mess of plans and tricks to kill her. writing, characters (c) me she frowned. _why does he think i'm friendly? weird kid.
Oh So Tragic - Part 6
#6 of oh so tragic the story of a freelance thief and mercenary who slowly begins to find and weed out a strange and complicated mess of plans and tricks to kill her. writing, characters (c) me she landed on a roof a couple of houses away from the bank and
Oh So Tragic - Part 5
#5 of oh so tragic the story of a freelance thief and mercenary who slowly begins to find and weed out a strange and complicated mess of plans and tricks to kill her. writing, characters (c) me "hnnnnnngg....."
Oh So Tragic - Part 4
#4 of oh so tragic the story of a freelance thief and mercenary who slowly begins to find and weed out a strange and complicated mess of plans and tricks to kill her. writing, characters (c) me even after she had changed into a tank-top and jean shorts and
Oh So Tragic - Part 3
#3 of oh so tragic the story of a freelance thief and mercenary who slowly begins to find and weed out a strange and complicated mess of plans and tricks to kill her. writing, characters (c) me the strange incident of the gunman wore on her nerves as ralone
The no longer Tragic Lovesong of Destiny: FINISH
* * * that's the end of "the no longer tragic lovesong of destiny". two years ago i set out to fix the wrong doing of the inuyasha creators after watching the "final" episode of the beloved anime.
...Life...
Time is funny, true magic many-a-times, out of our hands, turning tragic it's not all bad...
My dream in story form... Atleast I think it's a dream
On his hands and feet still was the markers of his tragic death. he approached me and told me of what happened, apparently i was dying of a lung desiese... i met my great grandma and grandpa... found some of my past pets...
20th Century Towers (Poem)
The hearts on our sleeves, as they drowned we could hear them screaming, "oh, what a tragic way to see our final days."
Karelian Strength
Visions of times past became a blur, as tears weighed heavily upon her fur; alas, was a tragic life worth living, from cruelest fate most unforgiving?
The Beat Of Life
The cat plays its silent magic, oh isn't it tragic? that crime must sully the night. with the sun comes the working madness. like millions of ants people scurry, all wanting to be rich. they curse, hurry, swear, oh when did we get this way?