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sweet golden eyes it's been ten long years, and i still don't believe it. i still think i dreamed it 'til i wake up alone.sweet golden eyes
i still long to hold you, to chase away your fears. but i know now you aren't mine,
i'll remember 'til tomorrow.
but i know it'll still hurt, cold sheets in the morning where you sho
by ~kiryanna
Lady of ShadowsThe flame pulses slowly, growing brighter in response to my attention. Outside, wind lashes the naked trees but it cannot reach me here. Nothing reaches me here. The wax runs slowly down from the candle’s rim, escaping the flame only to grow hard and cold as it joins the crusted blood of candles that came before it. Even light from outside never reaches me here. There is only the candles with their hesitant glow. In the darkness, its tiny golden life turns the rough, dead stone into a thing of beauty. The light flickers like some tiny glowing bird when I move, flutteLady of Shadows
by ~kiryanna
pheonix in loverise up from the ashes let passion give you wings of fire death doesn't have to end it we can just begin againpheonix in love
from the ashes of an old life a new one into flame already springing
Pheonix rises from the pyre of her own incineration and I begin to wonder why can't we?
by ~kiryanna
shadowsThe shadows flowed around him as he walked, billowing in an unfelt wind. Almost as if he wore a cloak of living darkness that reached out hungrily, drawing the very fabric of night down about him. A fabric that seemed to linger, long after he'd passed on down the darkened road into a twilight of his own creationshadows
by ~kiryanna
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Uncle DannyIn the Beginning, there was the Word.Uncle Danny
And some say that the reason there was only one word was because Uncle Danny got hold of the rest and God just had to make do.
And Uncle Danny had black nails and no hair, and he wore big glasses and a hat and a coat, and he walked around Copenhagen at night and wrote it all down on the cobbles, and in his head, and in his hat and, sometimes, on paper.
And Uncle Danny was everybody's Uncle, even if nobody could really remember why or how. And Uncle Danny had the Words. And the Words had Uncle Danny. And sometimes it would be hard to see where the Words ended an
by ~Skyen
Before You Leave...Before you leave your home behind, write a note, not explaining the where or why, but merely saying, “Goodbye.” If you feel that this is far too blunt, write that adventure has stolen your heart.Before You Leave...
Be gone.
Head over the hills where the gossipers dwell. They claim to keep secrets, but tell them instead. Close your mouth and cover your ears, so that none of their words may touch virgin ears.
Tiptoe over the bridge. Do not make a sound. It is here that trolls make their rounds.
Over the valley, across three streams, at the edge of the forest of the unknown and unseen, li
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