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When All Have Voices
I am the night. The dark shrouds I carry cover everything and all, except that of my brighter twin. But he has gone to sleep, leaving me to work. And work I shall, to let my folds cover everything, including the little church.
I am the church. I am holy ground, sacred ground. People come to visit me every day, some even stay the night. But this night is different. Tonight is lighter than usual; fire is unusually abundant in these late hours.
I am the fire, the romancer that consumes the flesh with such a dark passion. None is safe from me, save my twin. But my twin is not here, and so I burn the little church, including the people within along with the cross.
I am the cross, Jesus' bearer. I stand in the place of honor in the front of the church, and yet, tonight I receive no honor. Do not fear, all shall be welcomed into the holy land, even you, my children.
We are the children, huddled near the cross. We know nothing of what is happening, save that we should be sleeping in ou
A Little Crooked House
"There was a crooked man, who lived in a crooked house…"
It is strange how such an open thing can hide many secrets, many stories…many lives. A house can tell things about its owner…if walls could talk. Ones run away from their home to find love…yet home is where the heart is. People leave their houses when they go on vacation to see marvelous sights…but there's no place like home. The windows allow you to see in, just as the eyes are windows into the soul. So many secrets in such a container. Inside a love, inside a hate, inside a joy, inside a despair, inside a girl, inside a boy, inside a cat, inside a dog, inside a child, and inside an adult. A little light, a little darkness, a little chaos, a little calm, a little charm, a little pervertedness, a little life…and a little death.
The Future Brings you Pens
Jack Collins was having one of his usual days off of work. For most of the day he sat in a small plastic lawn chair, at a small table, outside a small Italian restaurant. Many who passed paused to look at him, but that happened wherever he went. His job was done by very few people, because not many could do it, and technology only aided thus.
Shoving his hands into the pockets of his blue jeans, his thumb brushed up against the familiar form of a fountain pen. Wherever he went, Jack kept one with him; his job required it, though he couldn't say whether or not this was a perk or a downside. Waiting for the light to change so he could walk to his home, Collins watched the cars passing at over 150 mph. And they were going the minimum. Fiddling with the pen, he ignored the stares he was getting from the passing people. Manners were lost to the human race long ago, he knew. Such things as 'please' and 'thank you' were dirty insults used only by thugs and 'law' enforcers. People lived
HBB Severus : Filler
K-Fluff : Today we have a special treat. Our guest today is none other than the Slytherin Head of House, Potions master, and [cough]undercoverspy[cough], Severus Snape!
Snape : [Swirls cloak and sits down]
K-Fluff : Nicely done, ol' chap. Now, you've agreed to give your answers to some ideas as to how J.K. Rowling has portrayed you in the seventh book, yes?
Snape : The headmaster's making me.
K-Fluff : (Hey Kate-sters, doesn't that remind you of teacher three's line? xD) Hold on a tick, isn't Albus dead?
Snape : Of course he is.
K-Fluff : Then how can he be making you-
Snape : You're getting off topic, Muggle.
K-Fluff : Hey, no need to get hurtful here. I might not have magic, but I can easily secure an extra nuke from Bush and clear out the entire eastern hemisphere, got it? >.>
Snape : ...Right. The questions then? [Cloak shift]
K-Fluff : Yes, of course. Our first one... [Digs randomly in a pile of letters] Ah, here we go... "Me and my friends have decided that you're a vampir
A Sudeki Fan-Fic
The Return of Krenn
Elco proudly walked the hallways of the University in Transentia City, which was well known for its advanced science program. He should know, since he happened to be the genius behind it. Many even flocked to this station of education merely in hopes of catching a glimpse of the fabled scientist, past student.
Giving a small yawn, the mastermind stretched his golden arm. In all of Sudeki, Elco was probably the only one who sported a mechanical arm. Everything from the upper arm down was covered in gold plating, the inner workings having been painfully grafted onto his skin quite a while ago.
Though the genius really was just wandering aimlessly, he had been called down to the Dean's office quite a while ago. Even though he had been asked many a time to take up the post, Elco had turned down the offer every time, and instead the post had been taken up by a small, balding man by the name of Dr. Neutow. Once Professor Hayton had retired, of course.
After running into a
Ain't No Sunshine...
Ain't no sunshine when he's gone…
Raindrops shattered against the large window that stood at the very front of our house. The day was cold, and the house was cold as well. It was always cold like this, when he was out. I always told him I'd be strong, but I know that I grow weak when he's not around. I always wonder where he's gone, and what he's up to. The Dark Lord is always calling upon him, and yet…I wish he wouldn't. Sooner or later his luck will turn, I know. And when that happens, he will leave me forever, he'll be gone to stay. Then it will just be me and our son. Maybe I'm just paranoid, but it always seems to rain when he's gone off. Is it some sort of sign? Could it be that the weather is merely conveying my feelings to the world?
It thunders outside, but its color only reminds me of his hair, of his skin. Everything reminds me of him. Even when our son comes over to talk to me, I see his face within his son's. Am I obsessing? I don't know. All I know…I know, yes I kn
Come Away With Me...
Come away with me in the night…
Her body spoke these words to him as they lay together in bed, merely resting, with the sound of their breathing the only music. Her hair smelt of faint honeysuckle, so pleasing to a nose so used to the harsh smells of herbs and solutions.
Come away with me and I will write you a song…
The curves of his body spoke these words to her, his soft skin so pleasant to her touch. His arms around her made her feel so safe, and protected. Nothing could harm her, nothing else mattered, when she was in his arms.
Come away with me on a bus…
Nowhere else was as comforting to him as the spot next to her. As long as he was there, he was happy. As long as he was there, he was content. As long as he was there, he was… free. Utterly, and completely.
Come away where they can't tempt us with their lies…
Many had told her that she was foolish to be with him. They said he was too old, she told them age didn't matter. They said she didn't know love,
HBB Severus : Part 4
"Now," Severus stated quietly, moving out from behind his desk, "who can tell me what the Polyjuice Potion is used for?" The potions master wasn't at all taken aback to see Hermione's hand shoot up. "Ah, Miss Granger," the professor said flatly as his hands clasped together behind his back, "What, pray tell, does the book tell us?"
Seeing that she ignored his taunting, Snape wasn't surprised that Hermione gave him the proper answer. "The Polyjuice Potion, sir, is used to transform a human into someone else. It, however, should never be used for-"
"-animal transformations. That is correct," Severus finished, cutting her off. A faint blush appeared on the girl's cheeks, and so the potions master began a slow pacing to make it seem as though it had never caught his attention. "This potion will take us about two months to make, and requires some extremely rare ingredients. As such, I want no talking to distract you. Instructions,"
Tainted Tears : Part Two
"Here, drink this."
"Thank you," Lyanna said quietly as Sattu handed her a glass of water. After the incident, the trusted advisor had excused them both, moving her into the reception room. As she slowly sipped on the water, Lyanna replayed the vision in her mind. It had been a lot worse, though she hadn't found it within herself to say so.
"I still can't decide whether or not this cease in the lack of visions is a good or bad thing," Sattu said softly as his pale hands clasped his staff tightly, "It's nice to be out of the dark, but I still can't stand to see you like I just did."
Giving him a small smile, Lyanna leaned back against the empty table that was to have held food later on. "Thank you, Sattu, for all the loyalty you've shown me throughout the years. I wouldn't know what to do if you weren't by my side."
Nodding in return, his eyes locked onto his feet. "I…enjoy being by your side," he said quietly, almost in a mutter.
"Pardon?" Lyanna said, positive that she had heard the e
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