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Death by Love As it had been for many centuries, a gloom enshrouded the lone tower. Of ancient construction known to know man, it had sat upon its hill through generations. There were none who knew of its origins. Everyone simply called it The Tower. Of course, there was one who knew of its past, but the lone wizard who had weathered the ages spoke of it to none. Doubtless there were written records in his study, but those were beyond the reach of any man. Speculation was the answer, both to the tower and its inhabitant. ManyDeath by Love


Thieves Ascension My mistake to think they could they ever accept the reality. With those last words to his friend, the inept thief with no hope of advancement stepped up toward the throne, casually slinging the corpse of his lover aside as he arose to meet his destiny. Making the summit, he turned, more regal than any king, and gazed downwards upon his subjects, cold eyes without empathy. As they watched on with awe and fear, a single tear fell across his cheek and fell toward the bloodied dais. The last drop of emotion left in his heart, already unable to be seen amongThieves Ascension


Lunar Magic As your word weaver, I must draw from my own experiences and imagination in an attempt to draw you within my story. If this sound simple, I would suggest you sit down and try to write something people who enjoying critiquing will compliment you on. If you succeed, more power to you and your ease with the pen, but at times I must fight a sentence for minutes to make it read well to others. Let us hope I manage to succeed this day. ~~~~~ A chance encounter at midnight is not as random or glorious when seen in daylight. Lunar magic is a curious quality found duriLunar Magic


A Friend's PainHer pained heart bleeds away Each throbbing beat, she fades away My anger held back, pushed far away But why keep my wrath away?A Friend's Pain
Each sorrowful line bleeds agony Melancholy beyond simple tears, pained agony How can I help relieve it, this agony? Why is she in such agony?
How do I spark the flame of joy? Happiness is hard to create, true joy What would replace the pain, bring joy? What can I do to return her joy?
For my friend I should find a way Her heartbreak brings agony, where is the way? How do you bring joy, joy along the way? F


Matrim CauthonGambler grab your spear And green coat all of pride Time to toss the dice With the Dark One tonightMatrim Cauthon
Fox-head medallion at your neck Black hat on your head Responsibility soaks in Lead the Red-hand to victory
Ta'veren no time to dance No time to charm the ladies Dont lose this bet Or you will certainly lose your life
Blood and bloody ashes Are what you leave in your wake Hop on Pips and head toward victory Its Time to toss the dice
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The longest journeys are the ones where one fears the destination.
In art and in life, what is not portrayed can be as vital as what is.
I believe in Jesus Christ my Saviour. If you do too, copy and paste this into your signature.
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The longest journeys are the ones where one fears the destination.
In art and in life, what is not portrayed can be as vital as what is.
I believe in Jesus Christ my Saviour. If you do too, copy and paste this into your signature.
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The longest journeys are the ones where one fears the destination.
In art and in life, what is not portrayed can be as vital as what is.
I believe in Jesus Christ my Saviour. If you do too, copy and paste this into your signature.
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The longest journeys are the ones where one fears the destination.
In art and in life, what is not portrayed can be as vital as what is.
I believe in Jesus Christ my Saviour. If you do too, copy and paste this into your signature.
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