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Tiever's World Domination - To Be RewrittenMany years ago there lived a hidden city made from the finest of ocean layers you could ever see, inside this city lied the race of the dragons. There was much peace in the city where they all lived normal happy lives and eventually began trading with the other villages and towns. Then soon the leader Tiever the original discoverer and owner of this city caused mass chaos to brew, due to unfit and horrible laws that gave people no rights at all. Eventually rebellions started and gangs/parties formed to stop the terrorizing rule of the horrible demon that ruled the city. It went to the point where the War of The Seas started.
"Rex! REX...REX!!!!!" "What?!?" "Finally you answer me!" "Yea what do you want?" "Go wake up your brother, he has been sleeping in all day!" "Fine." "Hey! Lazy ass get up!"(Man why can't he just leave me alone....)"Hey I said get up! You can stop dreaming about the girl you will never get, and just get up." "Fine..." (Well it looks like I'm just going to
Memories Of The Forgotten - Chapter 2: Part 4 Of 4"What happened to you, after the Exploration you disappeared?" "I never disappeared Alex I just left my old life for anew." "What do you mean you left your old life for something new, everyone was devastated when you disappeared espically me." As I said that he stood there in silence looking down at me, "Alex." As I looked up at him I was punched in the gut hard by a strange force, "It's time to rid of human past, and come anew to a bright future." "Why Rex .why .." Alex said as he saw 2 Cloaked men come towards, then pick him up and start dragging him to a unknown place.
To Be Continued ..
may as well buy another packcollapse, and breathe into the carpet:
sunday mornings are not
for falling apart, but damn
the amphorics, this
is not an atmosphere.
you fell in love like you always
wish you didn't, made all their
smiles replaceable, interchangeable,
fell asleep with shadows and kept
drinking, just letting yourself sleep
with blue pills
and tried not to scream.
(keep this image in your head:
fire and nectarines, a sudden jerk
of realization, inspiration
breaking your neck and leaving you forever
breaking bones is not so different
from breaking hearts - it's all about
the leverage, the angle, the mode
(and at least it wasn't personal;
it can color in your own guilt
for starting lines and never ending
The Panic Room (A Supernatural One-Shot)“Dean…? Dean?”
The name felt like lead on Sam’s tongue, so thick and heavy that he wasn’t sure if the syllable had actually made it past his lips.
The only reason he was aware of something cutting into his neck was the trail of red that was marking a small pathway against the stark fabric of his shirt. The dark suit and tie that usually accompanied the white-collared look were missing, but he couldn’t remember why.
His brother’s name seemed to drop soundlessly into the dark space before him. Everything felt heavy. Dull. Maybe he was dreaming.
But dreams shouldn’t smell of dust and abandonment. They shouldn’t be framed by cobwebs and wallpaper so aged that their floral design has faded into funeral bouquets. They shouldn’t have flickering candlelight and robed figures looking down on you.
No, dreams shouldn’t be like that.
But Winchesters don’t have dreams. They have nightmares. Sam smile
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