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"So what does Twin's Nights entail?" Cian asked as he and Mercutio followed behind Damien. The lanky boy shrugged, pushing some messy white locks from his face. Cian couldn't help but notice the way that the boy walked. Damien moved like an animal, not like a human. Light footsteps that were careful, his toes always spread as if they were paws with pads. He also seemed to be haunched, as if he were expecting things to jump at him and he needed to be able to fall on all fours to escape. Stretching his senses Cian could feel people in the area, nothing that terribly dangerous. Not yet at least. "Twin's Nights is a lot of singing and da

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Complaining by GrimReapette, literature

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Complaining

Stupidly Excited by GrimReapette, literature

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Stupidly Excited

"Where are we going now?" Cian asked as he and Mercutio stepped out into space. His friend shrugged slightly, brushing a hand through his chestnut colored hair. Mercutio seemed rather smiley, but uncharacteristically quiet since their hysteria over the fish bubbles. Neither was going to mention the one they had in tow with them. It was a larger bubble, with a spiky blue fish and school of purple fish swimming around it. The fish were unfazed by their change in location and simply swam. Neither was sure what they were going to do with their bubble of fish, but they were going to keep it and that was that. "I've not made a decision ye

Rain by unusedEmotion, literature

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Rain

Rain trickles down my window pane Sparkling glass Crying diamond tears Walking down the lane Frozen in time Like an old photograph Bright colors, subdued with nostalgia Glistening dewdrops Kiss the flowers' velvet dresses A fresh breeze Swirls around me in a whirlwind of Hope and love I inhale the dreams that died Buried under the hard ground That the new rain has unearthed I dance with abandon Childish laughter bubbles up like a spring As I vivaciously stomp through a stagnant puddle Life breathes around me As I spin and twirl Smiling as the sun begins to shine on me Parting through grey clouds It beams at me with its gorgeous rays An

Secret Santa by TheVictoriousWolf, literature

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Secret Santa

In a perfect world, you’d have the perfect award, for this life-long service of yours. However, its plain to see, that I’ve lived imperfectly, with gifts at the root of the cause. The soft snow drifts down, upon my guilty frown, an orange vest upon me is lain. A chained ball at my legs, as my own heart begs, that avarice be to blame. I guess I could appeal, but ‘fair’ isn’t real. There’s truly no point anymore, I send you my best, send our daughter the rest, I’ll love you both forevermore. Encased you’ll find hopefully, piece of mind, in a heartfelt letter to thee. Keep it ‘til she&rs

Hyper by GrimReapette, literature

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Hyper

There were consequences to bringing Mercutio to certain worlds. The man was like a sponge, absorbing the energy of the world around him and both internalizing and externalizing it. So, in hindsight, perhaps Cian had this one coming. From space this world seemed rather interesting and Cian could fuzzily (actually perfectly, but he would pretend it wasn't) remember saying the word "quaint" about it. It was a world that had a very low gravitational pull, and as a result many things in the world floated. If Cian remembered anything he should have remembered the time they went to a mostly bioluminescent world, where touching anything made the

Demons in You by ThirdCorner, literature

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Demons in You

it's the iron taste lingering on my lips and the trembling now through my fingertips the red behind shuddering eyes the collateral damage the covert lies the way your heart beats through your shirt, through your chest it's the demons in you and the way they won't rest there's always someone waiting through the window, behind the door there's always someone watching through the ceiling, through the floor in the shadowed corners of these whitewashed rooms everything starts to scream as the paranoia blooms one person's heart and another's mind; we play hide and go seek- there are people to find only another's darkness c

Revision by TheStoyTeller, literature

Watcher of the Night by Avix215, literature

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Watcher of the Night

He waits in the shadows Watching and learning Trying to resist His unconquerable yearning An actor of rare disguise Covering half-truths with unfinished lies His plans twist and turn Taking years for fruition After which he disappears A forgotten apparition While lesser men succumb To the beckoning temptation He stands regardless Steadfast by his station Vigil of the darkness Watcher of the night Countless men have tried To evade his inhuman sight He is the sum of his fears For he chooses what he wants to be He has uncertainties, he has doubts But is afraid intentionally He tends the shades of the mighty And the shadows

H-E-A-R-T by TheOneFallenAngel, literature

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