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  Warning of the Souls

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA

  There is a song of many souls crying out from open graves, A song that travels over hills and sails the amber waves. It doesn’t stop until it has reached every living ear For it carries words that everybody really needs to hear. We sing! We cry! From holes deep in the Earth! And naught beca...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  The Wild'ral Shout

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA

  Flesh and bone I die alone My sorrows ought not come ‘bout. Til I hear the sound I shall stay my ground And let out the Wild’ral Shout. When all who watch My head in the notch Blade hoisted high to drop Moments away My end doth lay It’s arrival I can’t stop....
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Dangers of Being a Waterboy

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA

  I’m the village waterboy. Since there’s only one per village, I count it an honor. My parents have always been proud of me, but even more so since I was elected to collect water that day two years ago and even though I only have a year left in the three year contract that came with being ele...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Last Straw

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA

  I just spilled a milkshake. I guess I got distracted by the woman’s big hair in the dining room, because it was abnormally large to say the least. But it was enough to make me lose concentration, and now I had a counter covered in pink strawberry goop that was dripping over the side and onto my...
• Fiction > Fan Fiction
  Batman Fanfic Intro

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA

  CHAPTER 1 Commissioner Gordon stood still, gazing into the deserted apartment complex. The remains were vacant of any signs of life other than a stray cat trotting on a support beam scorched black by the explosion responsible for the miniature wasteland spread before him and his police squa...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Hall of Fenestella

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA

  I ascended the marble staircase with a sense of reverence in my step, careful not to blemish the untimely atmosphere with any unnecessary noise or stir. Each footfall was as precise and timed as a metronome, the sound faintly echoing off the narrow walls that surrounded me, every following step over...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  20 Years From Now

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA

  Buffalo, NY 2011 (Part I) It was late. Probably around 11:00 pm. I can’t remember the day, but I seem to remember celebrating the Fourth of July not to long before then. Maybe mid-July then, who knows? I was sitting in my windowless study; the room was dimly lit with a single desk lamp, whi...
• Poetry > Haiku
  My Reaction To Death

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA

  Running from the scythe Death creeping, not sleeping I stumble and cry. Shivering, I stand Look Death in the eye he screams and dissolves. Death shall not return....
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Depressed Alien

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA

  The once was a poor, depressed alien named Steve. Steve at a bake sale, when a little girl walked by and told him he had a big head. He started to cry, and realized that Earth was no place for an alien. He just didn't fit in. So using some tools from an open garage nearby and after pulling apar...
• Art /
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  Stare

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA
• Art /
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  I See-Dee You

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA
• Art /
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  Rocketeer

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA
• Art /
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  The Joker

  

  By JakeDamon, Hershey, PA