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Deep beneath the surface of Igala, in the depths to which the light of the sun never penetrated, three figures made their way towards the stronghold of their enemy. In the light of day, their deep blue skin would have marked them instantly as drow. Here in the eternal night, they were seen only as reddish sources of heat by those with infravision. And those without infravision did not last long in the depths.

Even ...

This story is a modern work of prose in the style of the Canterbury Tales' Prologue, an assignment I did for English class. The story details four characters in an airport in the same manner that Chaucer details the characters on the pilgrimage.

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The scene panned out like any other typical Monday morning in the concourse. Gates A1 through Z33 were packed with travelers, bursting to the proverbial gills with busy men and women ...

<FONT FACE="Verdana,Arial" SIZE=2>Wayward is effectively done pending an edit phase. I wish to move on, but I have at least 5 ideas on what to do next. Of course, an author is nothing without his audience, so I'm asking you what you want next.

Idea 1: Trust me, the action upcoming in the next couple of installments of Wayward are going to be cool. Thus, I was thinking of having another mission with the Tymisonn ...

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Greetings, large black person. Let us not forget to form a team up together and go into the country to inflict the pain of our karate feets on some ass of the giant lizard person.
</p>Edited by: Uncle Pervy&nbsp; at: 9/2/03 11:44 pm

I wrote this for a school imaginative essay assignment for the book Beowulf. For those who don't know, Beowulf is a classic Old English epic poem about a man who becomes a hero after saving the Danes from a vicious monster who raids and murders every night--that monster's name is Grendel. Beowulf (the hero's name, as it would figure) actually goes on to kill Grendel's mother and a dragon, but that's not what this is ...

(I did this a looooong time ago, and early in the morning. ..I think its still funny. Hope you like it. He he.)

Link Vs The Drive threw window

Note: It is one am and I am not tired. So I decided to put Link in a situation that many of us have been in. Of course I am making it a bit stranger (Grins evily.) Enjoy. Oh and I don't own the rights to ...

This is the first song parody I've written in a while. This filk is about the stereotypical "Mysterious Angsty Amnesiac 'Badass' (I use the term loosely here) Searching for His Past and Maybe Some Things to Kill". RPG is used instead of RP, due to a surprising amount of people who use RPG as a verb (also, I needed another syllable).

Set to the tune of "What's My Age Again" by Blink 182. Original lyrics ...

I walk into the cafe just like this, and there all around it is crowded, think nothing of it because as far as i remember it should be. My shoes squeak a little on the marble floors, i look and see that they shine so much i can see myself in them. i think there is nothing weird about it right now as i approach the cash register and the woman behind it, she had ...

My love…

Is for you, rising sun
as all my days have begun
All faces I see, all eyes shun me
Black air fills my lung

Is for you, orange sky
as days pass me by
Upon fluffy cloud I lie
I knew I was born to fly

They tie my feet, curses his through my teeth
Black dead tongue, words escape my lung

Is for you, burnt earth
Preach as they do of your ...

The sky was clear, and the air was cool that night. Earlier, children played as their families watched on. And friend's met to relax and hang out, here in Doma Park. But now, it's rather quiet and empty, no child runs through the grass. No friends chatter and laugh as the day goes by. Even The Ducks have drifted off to sleep in the pond, their pond.

But into this emptiness walks a ...