

WestwardWinds Ch1Pt 2"rough" Westward Winds Ch 1 Part 2 (Rough Draft)WestwardWinds Ch1Pt 2"rough"
The nights are as unbearably cold as the days hellishly hot. The su


Redone Westward Winds Ch. 1 Westward Winds Chapter 1 part 1Redone Westward Winds Ch. 1
'I had a real name once, back before the "Rapture," before the world became a hellish wasteland. "The Rapture," that's what the man on the television called it. Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. A name, one's as good as any I suppose, but, if it came down to it, most likely I'd go by Blondie. Not my personal favorite but it's what Walt calls me so it's damn good enough. I've known Walt since the very beginning, since before the days of P.R. (Pre-Rapture) to ten year


Visions and GuidanceBlack feathers and rich white fur. Two pairs of yellow eyes stare into my very soul. The raven and the white wolf.Visions and Guidance
There in my visions, I see these two and I am entranced by their clarity. Graceful and strong both, these two animal spirits pull me from the dream world into the land of the dead. I visit my ancestors and see that my past is not clear like the running stream but murky like the muddy pond. Two black feathers and a paw print. These images stay in my mind. A thought occurs, one and one making two, that I should mark myself with them in the ways of the old. They seem to call to me more often, the old


The Wallflower's SerenadeThe Wallflower's SerenadeThe Wallflower's Serenade
I guess I'm just a dreamer,
not meant for the real world. I was never a believer, until I met a girl.
Things started to change again, brought back down to Earth. Like a flower I withered, then. Like I was dying of thirst
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So I guess that I was only meant to be a wallflower. Meant never to participate lest things go sour.
And so I watch Unnoticed from the outside These feelings slip and tear me from the inside... out. Always from the inside... out.
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My friends talking about a Mexican dish in the dining hall
Jon: *looking down at the food* It looks like someone threw up a fiesta on your plate.
Layne: OLE!
*Hysterical laughter from everyone*
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My friends talking about a Mexican dish in the dining hall
Jon: *looking down at the food* It looks like someone threw up a fiesta on your plate.
Layne: OLE!
*Hysterical laughter from everyone*
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My friends talking about a Mexican dish in the dining hall
Jon: *looking down at the food* It looks like someone threw up a fiesta on your plate.
Layne: OLE!
*Hysterical laughter from everyone*
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Every time I turn around I lose a little bit of my sanity
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Every time I turn around I lose a little bit of my sanity
xD
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Hello mr. zebra, I have your mother's sweater.
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