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  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    “Eris, no!” Therion watched helpless as she slipped on one of the rocks and tumbled headlong into the Kifisos River with a resounding splash. Therion did not understand why he felt the need to rescue her, he did not know why he jumped in after her, but soon he found himself battling the icy curr...
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    I am the evil of words With forked tongue of pitch and lips of charred wood I am the evil of words I am the evil of thought The labyrinth of lies and web of mistakes I am the evil of thought I am the evil of dreams My talons unsheathed, encrusted with blood I am the evil of dreams...
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    Scarlet the horizon stains And scarlet blooms in winter fade Scarlet on my skin engraved Should I ever breathe again? The ebbing scarlet ichor rains And quells the fear I have contained Yet all the scarlet tidal waves Cannot convince me to be brave...
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    Desdemona was no ordinary child; in fact, to call her a child was a bit of a stretch. Desdemona, better known as Desa, was the daughter of Satan. Although she aged slightly over the years, she had been thirteen for as long as she could remember. For the first twelve years of her life, she developed ...
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    The quiet is so loud my ears burn You don't notice Lost in your own little world Not a glance in my direction Not a sound in this deafening silence Time has ceased to exist, giving way to an abyss A lone chasm of emptiness The world is an empty void No one laughs no one cries Only I mov...

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