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CotBC - CH. 2 BrothersChapter 2 - BrothersCotBC - CH. 2 Brothers
The orange sky made the forest edge around the lone road seem like a wall, preventing anyone from straying away from the path. The young man carrying the wrapped coffin who was mentioned in the old hunter's letter strode down this path with a bored and annoyed look on his face. The even though the coffin seemed heavy, he carried it with little problems. However, he kept moving the cape around to make himself more comfortable. "Damn, this thing is itchy. The hood is too big, I have to make sure I don't
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Poker Game With The Brainless Now, are there any questions? Sitting near the campfire, Sophie looked at her cards quickly before asking her companions. The light coming from the fire gave the surrounding dark lands a warm look and illuminated the area well enough to see the playing cards that Sophie had in her pack. Scare frowned and pulled up his hat enough for Sophie to see his good eye looking confused through the smoke. So the A card can be a high or low card? When dealing with a straight hand it can be high or low, but it is usually a high card when it is a pair, three of a kind,Poker Game With The Brainless


A Dead Man's WordsI could remember the burning smell of cigarettes and alcohol that had been permanently embedded into the walls and tables from years of use. I could remember the looks of people watching the fight from when it started. I could remember the sounds of screaming and the sight of blood. And I could even remember the look of fear coming from the man who started the fight and lost to the man who didnt care. But none of that mattered, because I couldnt remember the Dead Mans words. The world seemed very dim that day, as if it were meant to be a bad day for everyone.A Dead Man's Words


Black Coffin - Journal Short The moonlight shone thru the dark branches like water over a cliff, filling the forest with a bright light that seemed to reflect off everything it touched. The branches gave shadows that would grab anything in their way. Within those shadows a small girl ran for her life. Her small yellow dress had been torn from running into branches, while her shoulder length hair had twigs and leaves laced over her head. Her eyes were in a complete panic as she rushed through the dense forest, taking time to turn around and look behind her.Black Coffin - Journal Short


Chained - A love storyChainedChained - A love story
...These chains of mine will break soon enough... you are my inspiration... my reason to go on... wait for me...give me the strength... I will do the rest. Will to Lesley 5-9-04
Darkness it has always started with darkness. In the darkness two figures had dragged a small form into the place whe


Chains Broken- Chained ver. 2Many things happen in the darkness when nobody thinks they are being watched. In the darkness two figures had dragged a small form into the place where it was sentenced too. In the darkness, the shadows slowly moved, no reaction, no noise, just knowing that in the darkness comes a new shadow. In the darkness the figures close the bars and lock the gate, then leave the new shadow in its darken home. In the darkness, another watches The form that was dragged finally stirred. It moved side-to-side, staggering to stand but never leaving the ground. A hand, bChains Broken- Chained ver. 2


Daydream IllusionsDaydream IllusionsDaydream Illusions
I was sitting in my chair in front of a monitor, staring at the blue Windows log in screen. The man standing was talking about a single math problem and the many different ways of grading that problem. There was papers stacked high in front of me that had mulitple answers to the question, testing us on how to judge them. Is it any surprise that I was drifting off? Granted, I also was sick with a cough, runny nose, and other uncomfortable problems, as well as surviving my friend


Record of a SinnerApril 24, 2006 Ver. 1Record of a Sinner
Recording of a Sinner Please, make a record of this. It will explain everything. -M.J. Redfield. The words jumped off the note attached to the small beaten box that had been left on my desk. I looked around my office to see if I could find the person who left it there, but was unable to find anyone around so late at night. I am a recorder, meaning that I take recordings from interviews or tapes from cameras and write down what is said for the sake of written record for quick references for the police department. 
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Tu eterna ambición ere convertirte en un dios. Pero ignoras que a mis ojos, tú siempre fuiste el más grandioso y hermoso dios de todos...
Tú eres mi dios y yo tu eterna y leal servidora.
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