Re-editing Pkmn Ebony and Ivory ChaptersThat is all for now. I am just glad to be writing on it again for a little while.
~Eclipsis
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EI Ch8 The GuardianAlexEI Ch8 The Guardian
June 10, 798 UNE Morning
The Guardian
Alex continued at a slower pace through the humid forest toward where Thunder Creek merged with Storm River. Since the creek came down from a different direction than the north, it should not be flooded by the remnants of Anita. Perhaps he would see some traces of Team Rocket's armor division. The sun was still rising toward its peak.
Furret seemed to have new life in his movements since his wounds healed and a more determined look to help his new master. His ears suddenly stood up and Fur
by ~Aerisis
EI Ch7 Licking WoundsFurretEI Ch7 Licking Wounds
June 10, 798 UNE Early Morning
Licking Wounds
His ear twitched. He wanted to scratch it but his leg would not respond for the pain made the effort not worth it. He was a little hungry too. He felt he needed to move and frolic about. He feared the pain and the threat of being hurt again. Still, something to eat just had to fill Furret's tummy.
Eyes opened and ears rotated around in various directions, Furret found Master Alex fast asleep. Furret rose to his four paws and discovered that the pain was most
by ~Aerisis
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
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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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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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