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He approached apprehensively. He looked over his shoulder, then he glanced back over the other. He could hear his own heartbeat pounding in his chest like a bird and his breath sounded amplified inside

Though I'm one of many waves With murky depths unknown, Caressing sandy beaches, I drift and toss alone. Hypnotic beams of moonlight Stroke my frothy wave, Seducing me with radiance, I am just a slave.

They honored and revered them. Prostitutes. They did not shun them in their culture, nor did they displace them far from society. Prostitutes were elevated on pedestals, prized and cherished, as they were

He loved her. So he adorned her with precious stones collected from throughout the solar system, fine gems the colors of every spectrum of the rainbow, valuable metals gathered from the farthest reaches

"Turn yourself inside out." Wait....what?! What does that mean? He was utterly perplexed at the preposterous notion that anyone could 'turn inside out'. That didn't even make any sense to him

Today at 4pm I attempted to use the restroom facilities at Pioneer Courthouse Square in Portland Oregon, I was denied access to the stall I attempted to use by security. I was told that it was specifically

"But why, mama? Why do I have to read? I don't want to. I'd much rather go outside and play. The grass is soft and green in the Springtime sun and I can hear so many birds out today." Her big

(Re-Posting this one because of technical issues with first posting. Hope you enjoy it!) Star was small, but she was so shiny that she caught Moon's attention and he fell in Love with her. She would Dance

Before there could be a hero, there had to be a victim. It was a tragic truth that he did not want to face. He especially didn't want to face it now, but the witch was more than insistent; she demanded

She woke up shivering on the ruthlessly frigid concrete downtown with rain pelting her soft rosy cheeks. "Damn it!", she snapped, aggravated at her current situation. She was cold, wet, empty

He peered in through the portal. It was the most intriguing reality he had ever imagined with it's kaleidoscopic fibers and prismatic rainbows. It was as if he was perusing the White Rabbit's hole from

There was stillness, a quiet hush within her. She had no cares except for her primary focus and it was so buried within her core that it was her very signature of lifeforce; it was her quantium viability.

I Am a predator. I Am fierce and fearless. Believe the words I speak to you, for I do not lie. I Am Valiant in my Spirit and Honest in my Fibers of Creation. I did not Create myself, so it is pertinent

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Star was small, but she was so shiny that she caught Moon's attention and he fell in Love with her. She would Dance around him and Twinkle and brought him Joy and in the Night Sky they would let their

"Have you ever been so full that you tipped over and spilled out? And then you were completely empty?" The question rolled around in her mind like a plaque of quizzes interrogating her. She had

There she was, standing on the roof, towering over the entire sleepless city. The cold concrete buildings encased the unforgiving glass windows which concealed all those peering, judgemental eyes that

What torments lie within the heart of a hero? The haunts and timeline flaws that shouldn't have been, yet are. The decisions that had to be made, but the folly of having to make those decisions reveals

It wasn't for the sake of nobility or honor that he protected her. Even though those characteristics shown through his exterior of hardened warrior demeanor, those traits seemed to be almost extrinsic,