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It all started with an accident that was no ones fault. There was no way they could have known how thin the roots of the tree had become or how weak the soil was because of the last rainstorm. They had slept on the branches of the tree through the night not knowing that the weight of the tree was shifting.

The tree had fallen silently, ripping some of the ground with it ...

Twelfth Month, 7, 1313

Hello Marcus!

I suppose you're wondering what this is supposed to be and why I have a note on it telling you to read it. Well. this is the only way I've been able to think of to talk to you. I mean, you're asleep when I'm not. So when you're done reading this, write an answer on the next page.

Anyways, you probably still don't have a really clear idea ...

(Part 2 to the previous fic I had typed in this section)
(A notice... the stranger in this fic will go unnamed. Just a forewarning.)

A good distance way from the gates of Doma... a man was walking as fast as he could. Trying not to bring too much attention to himself in the process. This man was trying to get as much distance between him and the kingdom of Doma as possible. Something had ...

(Just a small piece intended to provide a bit of character/background info on the world of Falshar, where Aza'rek and the other Falsharan daemons hail from. It's written as if it were a journal entry written by one of these daemons... As for which one, I'm not telling.)

Falshar shone, a beacon of enlightenment and monument to the achievements of the human race and the potential for achievements yet to come.

There had been problems, ...

Well.......T'was digging through my closet and found my old poetry binder. I got inspired and wrote a poem :D

Dragon Song

Dragons wake within dark gloomy lairs,
Leaving gleaming hoards for the bright sun's glare.

Dragons spread great wings, taking flight,
Flying with grace and crushing might.

Their eyes gleam bright as diamond powder,
The melodies sung growing louder and louder.

Dawn comes to dusk, the hours fly by,
The world of dragons settles as ...

(This takes place after a chat rp where Ash had an unpleasant conversation with Nama's Mazoku character.)
***(Redone due to new information, damn my laziness.)

Ash trudged towards his current home, the Ivory Horn, as the blasted Mazoku's words were still playing around in his head. Christydia couldn't be dead... she... she just couldn't. It had been a long time since he last saw her. Long time since he last felt her touch... or smelled ...

Okay, folks. Knowing you zany lot, I'm sure this can work out dandily. Here's how it works:

Uno: You read the entirety of what's been written.

B: You contemplate, ponder, wonder, and write what you think would fit good. And then post it.

11: You wait until someone else posts something after yours, read, and enjoy.

Now don't be a jerk and be all "ROCKS FALL". That's just immature :D Imagine the humor of something ...

"How many of those are you going to have?" Tzechna leaned on the bar and watched Dekiem light up anothing cigarette.

Dekiem took a puff and stared lazily into a bottle of valthka. "...As many as it takes..." It was his standard reply whenever Tzechna asked.

"You only smoke with something bothers you. That's to say it's rare. What's on your mind?"

Dekiem took a very long drag and held the smoke in his lungs ...

{Romance, Action}
-Introduction-
Nekonian songbirds were always a exalted in Nekonian literature and art. The Blue-tailed Ji-torii, the Laaze Hill Uta-torii, the King's Eagle were all of great renound. Nekoko Kitiwai, the 16 year old princess of Nekonia, knew them so very well, as she had to hear about them every day in lecture. It's was the lady-like thing to learn. Flower arrangement, the biwa-a kind of long folk guitar, calligraphy, and so much more ...

"Hey, T-BONE!" a familiar voice called out. Yes, the voice was very familiar and very annoying and very unwelcome. Tai let out an unamused 'tch' as he snipped a branch of his bonsai tree mistakenly. Outwardly, he hoped that ignoring him would somehow make him disappear but inwardly, he realized that no matter what, Neil Lageman was likely to come over anyway.

Neil swaggered over, forgetting that it had been only two days ago that ...