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TiredI still think about writing prose nearly daily at work... just not motivation to start...
Changed my icon. But that does not mean I did not appreciate the Great `hibbary's Aerisis icon! I truly did.
~Eclipsis
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Clockworks FactoryBrass and copper turn with glory. But the exposure here seems a little gory. No, not blood. Not that kind of purgatory. Rather the type in gear and cog territory.Clockworks Factory
These parts from clocks twist and spin a story, A tale from the depths of time like in a sand quarry. Those in the rocking, wagging clock tails category Tell us we live in the steam clockwork factory.
Yes, that does sound dated and derogatory. Why would anyone be found in a clicking conservatory? Don’t you see? It’s true! It’s so very obligatory! The gears of time to
by ~Aerisis
I'm the JuggernautI’m the Juggernaut! I tower above buildings I spot. The tiny beings become distraught. They’ve shot. I swat. They squat. I gnarled the cars that I caught. Great fun for me they have brought.I'm the Juggernaut
They are but toys to me are they not? I play about the land they dot. How much destruction I forgot. You shout “boycott”. I laugh “crackpot”. You want cheap shot. You must realize, like it or not, I’m the Juggernaut!
by ~Aerisis
EcholocationShe stood waiting but not watching, unable to see anything around on this desolate field which her eyes had once looked upon. Only sound, smell, and touch were sensed. The gem on her feline forehead acted as sonar, detecting the desert landscape. Her tail whipped back and forth, irritated by the silence and stillness. Even the wind was calm. The foe was out there somewhere. She could almost taste it. Crouched low on all fours, she waited for any hint of her foe. Then, a tiny pebble fell in the distance. That was her cue.Echolocation
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by ~Aerisis
EI Ch6 Looming DisasterAlexEI Ch6 Looming Disaster
June 9, 798 UNE Late Evening
Looming Disaster
Alex snuggled close to Furret who whined a little from its gashes as they lay on two blankets from the backpack. Alex could not help it. Furret was, after all, all he had left in the world. Exhausted from crying, he just wanted to sleep, but could not. The humidity was still getting to him despite the sun having set. The cool river flowed gently past where they lay. Hoping the first aid kit’s medicine would help heal the wounds better then on their own, Alex gave a de
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HailShe came on icy footsteps; her shining coat of Winter Frost Glowed in the pale light shed by a faded sun; Crowned by deep blue and hanging crystal.Hail
Tears. The tears fall...
Cold wind brushed past her; she closed her Aquamarine eyes at its cool-fingered touch. It spoke of forgetfulness and forlorn souls and Broken hearts mended with time, and of those Who left the comfort of others to seek a new world.
The tears... they fall...
Her tail shifted slightly. Snow banked around her Thick-furred paws. The snowflakes, they clung to her &n
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I'll crush you and throw you into the wind. ~Aerisis
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~ DA Sisters till the end!
I also do commissions if you're interested! ^-^ Click here for more info: [link]
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I'll crush you and throw you into the wind. ~Aerisis
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Congratulations, you have now lost the game.
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I'll crush you and throw you into the wind. ~Aerisis
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~Eclipsis
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And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue?
Panic! at the Disco
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