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Nothing To See HereThe sound of hoof beats skewering the dust. A smoky scent rising on the wind. The trees no longer slept. Their branches reached out, limbs becoming bars, the forest a cage.Nothing To See Here
They are coming.
She spun around and took off, a desperate sprint, fleeing from what must be inevitable. Bare feet pounded distance between them and her, her and them. But she could not match the speed of her mounted adversaries. They were gaining, and soon they would be upon her. So many of them. Too many.
Uphill she ran, shouldering passed trees of magnificent pine and humble oak. She could feel the vibrations of the horses’ ga
by ~MoonlitCascade
Incandescent Flight Wind raced around her. It slid over silky smooth feathers of iridescent white. It brushed under skin of folded canvas. It kissed her skin and flushed her cheeks red. It bombarded her hair, tied back in an elegant tail, sending it whipping this way and that. Her wings were flattened against her, only the tips pointing out above her to part the air that bit painfully from the rate at which she dropped. She was falling, darting towards the churning, bleak water below. Eyes closed, she grinned ravenously, and bellowed out a silent laugh, the wind stealing her voiIncandescent Flight
by ~MoonlitCascade
The World Has Become The World has BecomeThe World Has Become
Drumming beating never ceasing, Thunder, lightning, darkened storm. Light blackened, Shadow brightened, Broken hearts and damaged souls.
Drumming beating never ceasing, Pelting drops and deafening gales. Putrid dripping, Further corrupting, Stolen love and breeding hate.
Drumming beating never ceasing, Rolling, crushing, ripping storm. Fate turning, Fire burning, Burning up the bleeding scars.
Drumming beating suddenly ceasing, Silence, quiet, frozen still, &
by ~MoonlitCascade
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Those Eyes...Those eyes, the way they kill me, how they sparkle when we sing the same song, the harmony of our confusion,Those Eyes...
This moment, the way your smile flutters my heart, how you don't know, or maybe you do and I'm too blind to see it,
Your laugh, the joy it springs up inside me, the way it makes me cry and giggle at the same time,
How can we be so amazed and lost? How the gentle way you say my name tames the fire that no other can, You pour soothing balm over the wounds of two years past, Oh if only you knew!
I dream about you and, in m
by ~Oriongirl
ClaustrophobiaFirst thought upon awakening: The chamber is collapsing in on me. Somehow I'll find a way to blame this on you.Claustrophobia
I never quite realized before now How musty, dark rooms where dust dances On every fleeting shaft of sunlight Have a tendency to close you in when you look away.
You told me all I needed was a wide open space But It's heard when your heart is empty. (And I don't see you offering to fill it, hypocrite) I don't have claustrophobia, darling, It's a severe case of lifelessness.
When little me was a "very, very bad girl" My mother shoved me
by ~poetoffire
Full Moon I look upon the moon with fear in my eyes. As it reaches it’s highest point, some unnatural force blows the clouds away, and I am left to bathe in the bleached light of a full moon.Full Moon
I fall to my knees, and a foul noise comes to my ears. The horrible noise is inhuman – a mix between a howl and a laugh. It begins to spiral out of control, and I’m scared. I don’t know what’s making the noise. I don’t know where it’s coming from. I only know it’s there. It’s everywhere. Surrounding me.
And then… I realize the answer to my questions. It
by ~NightDancer1313
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| Weeeellll. I dunno what I'm even supposed to put here. I like horses. I'm often assaulted by sudden fits of uncontrollable and uncontainable, unfathomable love. People are just so awesome. And just about everything else. Puppies and rainbows, yadda yadda. And flying. |
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- Current Residence: 111 Insane Asylum Drive
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: What.
- Print preference: What again.
- Interests: Horses, flying, people, dogs, tongue-twisting.
- Favourite poet or writer: Dean Koontz. And then... Poet of Fire! <3
- Favourite style of art: Any and all, woot.
- Operating System: Smellofhorses
- Shell of choice: Scarabs.
- Skin of choice: Rainbow <3
- Tools of the Trade: Rainbow flavored sledge hammers.
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Spike: "I had a plan."
Angel: "You, a plan?"
Spike: "Yeah, a good plan. Smart. Carefully laid out. But I got bored."
"I like people. They're like Happy Meals with legs."
****Official Spike-ophile****
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Nothing left but dust.
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Spike: "I had a plan."
Angel: "You, a plan?"
Spike: "Yeah, a good plan. Smart. Carefully laid out. But I got bored."
"I like people. They're like Happy Meals with legs."
****Official Spike-ophile****
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Nothing left but dust.
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Spike: "I had a plan."
Angel: "You, a plan?"
Spike: "Yeah, a good plan. Smart. Carefully laid out. But I got bored."
"I like people. They're like Happy Meals with legs."
****Official Spike-ophile****
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Always up to draw your characters and take free requests! Just leave a comment on my page, And I'll get to it as soon as I can!
Awesome avatar made by ~Sheeep-ish
Get one today!
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Always up to draw your characters and take free requests! Just leave a comment on my page, And I'll get to it as soon as I can!
Awesome avatar made by ~Sheeep-ish
Get one today!
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Spike: "I had a plan."
Angel: "You, a plan?"
Spike: "Yeah, a good plan. Smart. Carefully laid out. But I got bored."
"I like people. They're like Happy Meals with legs."
****Official Spike-ophile****
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