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Adalia EdithFor the seven- hundred and thirty-first time, Adalia Edith braided her lengthy, dark hair over the top of her head and into a long single braid, which she then twirled into a bun. She pushed pale, pink, pearl earrings through holes in her ears and pulled a black, wool peacoat over her lacy dress.Adalia Edith
Ms. Edith dug in her pockets for her gloves as she locked the wooden door to her decent sized ground level apartment. It was the perfect picture of wealth. Not that the apartment was one of the most dignified as it wasnt monstrous or located in a prestigious district such as the royal district. However, it was on the ground floor.


Prologue to Brittle BloodLife to me was 2 dimensional, although I had always pictured myself to be completely aware of the theme of it all. For me, life was at my own discretion. There were no other variables; I knew my course. The skies were open and beautiful while my destination had lain in sight. Yet, eventually my path collided with another path or rather twisted, looped, knotted, tangled, skipped, and detonated with many paths. This for a little while could be ignored, like so many other encounters I had previously in my life had been. But these other paths werent to be brushed off. Behind these other paths, I found, were travelers with directions ofPrologue to Brittle Blood


The Non-existent Rain CloudsA dim glow casts itself over the clear waterThe Non-existent Rain Clouds
As the sun is just an orange peel shriveling in the distance The warm breeze softly rubs the goose bumps off your arms, And engulfs your nose with the clean, bold smell of a clear night The sand concaves to conform itself to your body As you tremble under a large umbrella
Your legs rampage themselves against your chest every time you quake Regardless your grip never loosens itself around your legs or the umbrella
Tears smudge your make-up down your cheeks and onto your buckling lips My voice cant bring you any logic as I point out


The Star To The RightThe night was so very young, and the stars were just being to pop out to say goodnight to the tired world. The moon itself had even turned its full attention to the small little house on this very special night. For this night was the night that would change everything. A clear wind blew away all clouds and the stars all sighed as a young boy, or rather young man as his father would call him, got ready for bed. He had had a very full day, following his father to his work and listening to so many peoples problems, it is not easy being the mayor after all. But now it was time to turn in and dream.The Star To The Right
The young man pulled an old
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Writers Block is my Arch Nemesis. It is Evil, and must be Destroyed.
/l、
゙(゚、 。 7 Kitteh!
l、゙ ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ
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Writers Block is my Arch Nemesis. It is Evil, and must be Destroyed.
/l、
゙(゚、 。 7 Kitteh!
l、゙ ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ
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Never Trust A Silver Platter
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I love fully and completely, even though I know I may get hurt. It's how I live.
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Curiosity can kill, I suppose; but apathy is lethal
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