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SMALL prologue of Sizu GinmiLooking around the dust filled room, particles of age and time showed proof of the location’s ancient lineage. The books that lined the walls coughed and called for a hand to once again shift through their delicate pages in joy and excitement. Oh how these title’s enticed me with their golden lace binds and thick width’s. I longed to pull down a nice big volume and just dig in, right there in that lost and forgotten library. Decrepit…no I could no further utter such a lie as to say that I myself was so, for the age of my kind far out lived these small pieces of history.SMALL prologue of Sizu Ginmi
Deraneos _Eden_With noticing the unseen, the small happenings of everyday life that we are oblivious to, and learning, I Grow.Deraneos _Eden_
Ancient, musty and blood molded walls stretch around the circumference of the congregated city in a secure mold, inhabited with both sinful and monstrous beings, enclosing them all into a tight little family. Acting as protection from the known and from worse, the unknown, the wall ensured much more than a shadow from the sun. Looking up into the ominous grime crammed sky little could be seen beyond the barrier exceeding across the heavens, again envisioned as a protection. Dropping the observers gaze on downward
Ch.1 Blackdawn final Chapter1- Expression Whispering winds softly lift pigments of the ground about its body of infinite space in a dance without words. A few feet behind this scene of natural beauty, a rising, raspy, rugged voice projects itself out into the crowd causing multiple bodies to stop and twist in its direction.Ch.1 Blackdawn final
A man wearing a typical white butcher’s apron appears looking quite the detestable pig. Smeared blotches of blood and grease stretched from head to toe and his pudgy face protruded out far enough to cause your stomach to lurch. His clasped hands shook above his head in fury, obviously not very happy w
Pathetic and miserable exist..Steaming, sizzling, spiced burgers fizzle below my face causing my soft honey cheeks to tint a slight hue of rosy pink. A small sigh escapes my lips as my ears flood with the constant beeping and murmuring of a profession as a McDonald's employee, manager-in-training. Twising my torso ever so slightly, I angle my body just enough to enable a peek at our " We love to make you smile" clock. 5 minutes it mocks... It paned out like that everyday, the unbearable need to break free of the prison that named itself my job. Life couldn't exist as such a pathetic and miserable letdown.Pathetic and miserable exist..
If you've ever heard " money doesn't grow o
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