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Twoworlds, no less opposite thanday and night,were merging.
The world of a blackbird, withcalm purple skies. A deep forest. An unlockable hovel, wher..
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When I look in the mirror, I see a girl. Brown hair. Plain face. Nothing special. When I look again, I see her eyes. Grey. Empty. Nothing special. I s..
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my father's girlfriend's son died in April 2009. I wrote this the day i first went to the cemetary.
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im sick of having to answer the question "do you believe in God" because my answer is much more complicated than a simple yes or no. i fit no single d..
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Eld is a story similar to that of "The Chronicles of Narnia : The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe" but with less people and the storyline strays.
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In the world of Eld, there are no limits to what may surround you. Seahorses fly with knights on their backs, while the trees sing the songs of Spring..
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"Run Emily! Run!" Oura squeaked from the sidelines. The smaller woodland creatures were playing a game of kickball with an oversized walnut shell. Emi..
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Oura jumps awake. What was that? She asked herself in her mind. She didn't dare move. DUNK. There it is again. She slowly opens her eyes, and lets the..
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Oura climbed on Bucca's back, avoiding his curved horns. He was obviously from the grasslands of Pampa. Oura had only heard of the other lands of Eld,..
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