In The Forest

Things have gone a bit mad, i'll cry no more, i guess i'll have to hide, in the forest. in the forest. i think i found a spot, to be alone. in the forest.

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The Forest

As darkness falls so do I With its cold hands It surrounds me The only thing Keeping them away From tooth and fang Is the fire That burns even In rain As you see with the naked eye You could blink and die With all its beauty And...

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The Forest

The forest is a special place, particularly when the moon is fullest... an art/story commission for https://twitter.com/bastardkinning!

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Forest

I loved the forest and the forest loved me.

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Wild ways for wild hearts

Today is the day When I take the wild way When I die with rage in my heart and claw and snarl to the bitter end Backing down was never the way I clutch the end even as I fight wild ways with a wild heart I take the stand against my fate I swear...

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Down the well

The well was in a clearing, the clearing was in a forest, the forest was in a country and the country was in the sea. but despite this, the well was still deep and my stone was gone. i walked away. there are many stones.

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Judgement of a human being

By the way you walk, By the way you talk, You are judged By the way that you live And the way that you give You are judged Each turn of face Puts you in your place In front of a faceless judge Called people For whom you care for You...

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The first tale

In the beginning, there was nothing. It was this way for many countless ages, one cannot count time in that void; so it may have been an age or it may have been a mere second. But the inky blackness roiled and boiled, and from its velvet folds came...

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The hill

Have you ever wanted? Wanted for things to be the way they were back then? It's a feeling I can't shake, a need for a time that's past. A need for something half remembered. A birthday on the veranda, in a house you once lived in. A fortress made of...

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The twining roses

**This is my first attempt at poetry. Please give me some constructive criticism and comments. Thanks and enjoy :3** **The twinning roses.** The moon is full and flying high It sails, careens in quiet sky Twining roses on the wall Shine...

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The twinning roses

**This is my first attempt at poetry. Please give me some constructive criticism and comments. Thanks and enjoy :3** **The twinning roses.** The moon is full and flying high It sails, careens in quiet sky Twining roses on the wall Shine...

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L.G.T - Quenching the Steel

_ **Disclaimer:** This story, the characters within it, the fictional names and places, the technologies, etc; the Universe in which this story is written is my own creation. In instances of ambiguity regarding the fictional status of something is...

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