Figments of My Reality (Poetry)

Figments of My Reality A sea of broken traffic lights, The lone flag in the distance, The slowly setting sun: All figments of my reality. I can't count the times When my heart was crushed: It feels too constant. Too steady, too easy. It all...

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Flux (Poetry)

The banks empty: Lost, forgotten. There never was Anything there. Could I step once Over that mount? Like the prophet, I fear I won't. Ends are certain. The middles, not. That is a truth. Or so I'm told. I grow too old. And yet I'm...

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Wait (Poetry)

Wait What was I to do? Wouldn't it all have been in vain? So all I did was...Wait. I was feeling blue. It all was always the same. Could I do anything but...Wait? That's all I knew. I knew I couldn't handle the pain. Shouldn't I...

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An Alternate Fursona (Character Sheet)

Just some ideas that I've come up with for a new fursona. Appearance: - Species - Iberian Wolf - Age - 18 - Sex - Male - Height - 5'8" - Hair - parted wavy or messy, all black with one bang of blue (Blue between Cobalt and Cherenkov...

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A New Me (Prologue)

A hero, a legend, an adventurer. A king, a demigod, the leader of an empire. Aeneas, founder of Rome. Though I'm definitely not as notable as my namesake, I hope that my life entertains you a bit more than an old Latin manuscript. My name is...

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Unity (Poetry)

In the promise of opportunity, Let us not rest upon days past: Let us go forth in unity. What can we have without community? An inkling of solidarity dashed And the promise of opportunity. Can we seek immunity From the words that hurt and...

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The Quest for the Lost King: Chapter 5

"Man, that's weird! I was talking to my daughter and she looked just under our age," I comment, utterly shocked. Gaia tries to remain calm, "Yeah. Aeneas, I know that the elk told you not to, but..." I smile, "You want me to talk to her again, don't...

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The Quest for the Lost King: Chapter 3

The Second Phase: The Exile _I wake up in a vast expanse of nothingness. Just the color white in all directions...except for a lone mahogany bar table to the north of my position. A mysterious cervine awaits my approach on a stool, beckoning me with a...

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The Quest for the Lost King: Chapter 2

I hear a voice near my ear, "_I really hate to do this to you, Aeneas, but...it must be done. You never should have trusted me. I do this in the name of the Northern Alliance._" I hear the sound of steel cutting air before I scare myself awake. "No!"...

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A Hunter's Anguish (Poetry)

A Hunter's Anguish I chase, running as a wind unrestrained, Through the forest, the swamp, the endless sea. Where shall I find that which all have proclaimed Greatest of all feelings, an ecstasy? Wherefore art this love, for not yet in me Have...

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The Quest for the Lost King: Chapter 1

I wake up suddenly after someone kicks me in the leg, "Ouch! What was that for?" I look at my surroundings to find seven guardsmen of every possible species with swords pointed at my face, one of them holding Elizabeth hostage. Gaia asks both me and...

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The Quest for the Lost King: Prologue

The First Phase: A "Newcomer's" Perspective I wake up alone, in the darkness in some sort of wooden box. I check my surroundings as my eyes slowly adjust to the lack of light...I'm in a CARRIAGE! I jump in shock and hear the clang of metal. I look...

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