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“So, what do you think?” I asked, a tone of worry not entirely absent from my voice. It had been maybe half an hour since I had returned to my room to find the damaged desk. It had been hard to look at, seeing one of the few things I still had from his parents in such a state. So, after cleaning out the spilled contents, I of course reflexively sought out the best and cheapest handyman I could think of; my cousin Keegan. “Well, I can fix most of it. The question is if you want to reuse the old wood or replace it with new stuff, cause I don’t know how study these old things are.” Keegan replied. He had been dragg

Date: XX/XX/XXXX Hello again… or would it be hello for the first time? I never really understood journals, or diaries or any of those things you write your thoughts in. Do you write to yourself, to the book, to an unknown reader? I wonder how much it really matters..? Whichever it is a new book a new thing or a continuation of a pervious one? I really don’t know. Maybe I should just start from the top? Which are introductions, I guess… Introducing myself to a book? That sounds… stupid. It’s weird to think that I’d be introducing myself to someone through a book though. Man, this felt a lot easier when I j

Kalos Quest Part 1: -A New Beginning?- I have heard many, many times that when someone has a fear of something, it’s not really possible to explain why it scares them so. Normally it’s tied to some event the victim has long since forgotten or mentally repressed. Several times I’ve had to deal with people that have such fears. From the fear of bug Pokémon or bird Pokémon, to the fear of needles or doctors… more fears than I could possibly count. And to this day…I still don’t understand it. “Never… fucking… again…” Kegan heaved from where he leaned against the airfie

Better Late Than Not at All The light of the stars filled the sky, twinkling like gems on a black satin cloth. The moon, shining ever so high above, looked as though it was smiling upon the peaceful forest below. The wind seemed to whisper in excitement as if blew softly above the tree tops. Not a single Pokemon was heard, perhaps in respect, or perhaps like the wind, in silent excitement for the nights promise. It was here, between these silent trees, and the winds sweet whisper, that a fate worth living to see was about to come to fruition. (“I knew this was a bad idea… We’re more lost than I think we’ve ever have

Black Rhapsody: Prelude Looming Shadows The gray cloud choked sky seemed to shine behind the gravestone like buildings that filled the north, while the quiet slap of the winter sea echoed to the south. Below in the shadows of those same buildings people moved about going from one place to another, be it to work or to home or to some other place, they all moved with a near mechanical precision. It seemed… almost dreamlike, to see them moving about like nothing had ever happened, would ever happen…, all when my world was slowly falling apart… “Hey, snap out of it already. We’ll need to be ready board.”

Gates Chapter 1: Winding Roads It was a deep, steely gray all around me. Shadowy figures moved here and there, their whispers no more than the rasp of stone on stone. I had known this place so well, and all these shapeless faces had once had names. Some might have even been my friends… One figure floated just above me, its whispers turned toward me. I said something back, the dull glow of anger in my features, but the words long since lost. The figure whispered again, and I turned. Almost running, I stormed out of the shadowy place, the whispers of all the figures calling after me as I went. Soon, my feet fell in a rhythm… t

Black Rhapsody: Prelude Coldest Truths -Somewhere, not far from the Team Abyss base- The moon shown down brightly on the city scape below, the lights changing into strings of pearls from afar, just bright enough to leave room in the sky for the stars. Looking down on it all was a single figure, his form hidden from the light of the moon, so that only the vibrant red of his clothing showed his silhouette to those who would notice. “Look at what man his created... Is it not a wonderful sight? Such marvels made by those who were cast out of Eden… Ironic isn’t it?” the figure scoffed, speaking to himself. He stood sil

Every Rose Has its Thorn Chapter 5 The leaf shaped blade of Gungnir flew faster than anything I could have ever imagined. Time seemed to slow to a crawl, but the spear like fragment moved as if nothing was happening. Its flight path was true, and before I had registered its contact I heard the sound of it flying past me, punching blade thin holes in easily a dozen a trees before coming to a stop. I couldn't move for a moment, slowly taking stock of myself. Gungnir could not miss, but I seemed unhurt… but how was that so? I raised my hand to my face, not knowing why I was, or what I would find there. My fingers moved around my left eye