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CreaturesUnder the moonlit sky, hidden far below the clouds, and concealed amongst the brush of the trees and the powder of the snow, a small boy knelt next to a small white cross, “In my sleep I’ll dream of you, my life I hand until I'm through. I close my eyes; fall to slumber, until time becomes my number. Amen” A tear fell from his eyes as he burrowed his face into the flowers that lay atop the grave. Their petals kissed with ice, as the cold covered the Earth.Creatures
The boy rose to his feet, his cheeks touched by Jack Frost’s fingers, he rubbed his red nose and hid his face within his sweater. His feet crunched in the newly f
by ~moogithegreat
The BucksMy hands–these hands–these fingers must be precise. To grip this stainless steel within my grasp, smooth, white, cold, milk falling into it from my other hand. My arms and hands tainted, stained, scarred, by the burning misfortune of the not-so-friendly metallic machine. Like a trained monkey I push the button. Hot steam begins spewing from the metallic wand. Carefully and quickly I pull the milk up and down, over and over, enough repetitive motion even the mere thought of it makes my wrists burn. Faster and faster I watch as the numbers on the thermometer race on, jutting out into the hundreds. The milk dances and explodes, aThe Bucks
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Autumn's ContemptAutumn’s leaves fell gently from the sky above, tainted reds and browns. You smiled for me in discontent, nothing ever good enough.Autumn's Contempt
Autumn’s winds a cool reminder winter was on its way, chilling my bones. But I stayed; I smiled for you hoping this autumn would be the last.
Autumn’s sky quickly falling, succumbing to the sun’s slumber You held my hand and smiled so, glancing into the sky above.
Autumn’s grass, their blades folded neatly resting underneath our bodies. Your body, the smell of crushed leaves and pine, lay on top of mine.
Trees bra
by ~moogithegreat
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- Current Residence: Wandering the midsts of the midwest
- Interests: spinning tales, translating ancient text, consuming the souls of childre
- Favourite genre of music: irish punk and japanese rock
- Favourite gaming platform: roleplaying
- Favourite cartoon character: moogles
- Personal Quote: We can save those who wish to be saved only if we can not save ourselves
- Tools of the Trade: A scrying tool and Sefi
- AIM: moogi the great
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