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"One two... Do you copy. I repeat, do you copy. Over." A light crumple of forest leaves rustled as Sergeant Martin threw his talkie down on the floor.
Have you ever had that feeling That something may just happen. Or thought about someone Who you haven't seen in a while. Then that something does happen Or you bump into that very person.
[Collaborated story written from four perspectives - so check out @MrAlex, @eyes5ib and @Odinsfist's parts.
(read @OdinsFist @MrAlex and @naaviie for their perspectives) #4war I closed the door behind me. And trod quietly down the path.
(check out @OdinsFist, @naaviie and @MrAlex for their perspectives) #4war I Stood, my back to the wall and the door to my right. To the other side was Josh.
Grace stared up at us she looked very relieved and also slightly worried. Lucie grabbed the ledge and sprang down and bent her knees as she landed. Jack did the same and so did I.
I looked around for anyway out of this situation the smoke was so thick now my breaths were harder with every one I took.
I looked around for anyway out of this situation the smoke was so thick now my breaths were harder with every one I took.
Prologue Before the wolves came to Alitar, it was the home to a pride of tigers who wanted to stay together, having been together since birth. Liafear was the leader of this pride of tigers.
With thanks to @MrAlex @Naaviie and @Eyes5IB check out there perspectives. I held up my fist then looked round the corner, my eyes scrutinised the shadows, trying to detect life. I saw none.
If you took one look at me. You'd scream. A guarantee. Of living in simplicity. Teeth wonky. Like a donkeys. Eyes; black with bags. A complete opposite of a wag. Skin- pale as ice.
I opened my eyes and a new wave of pain flooded through me, I whimpered. Adam was still cradling me like a small child, gripped tightly to his chest.
We sat with bated breath, expecting more. When none came, there was uproar. "That can't be all that there is?" Graeme Lernel calls out.
The impact of a moving car suddenly stopping throws everything of balance.
Standing at the gates of freedom Reach a hand to the sky, I take it back; it's denied So close, yet so, so far But I don't close my eyes Not believing their lies Twisted and torn, The truth's been...
I awoke dazed, a puddle of blood haloed around my head. Vision was becoming a problem, despite my eyes being wide open. Not that there was much to see.
The world around her seemed to swim and her head contained a storm, How could she of fell victim again, her psyche had undergone reform.
Hiag reached up. One hand over the other. Keep the rythem going. Three limbs on the rock face at any one time. His arms began to strain. Blood pounding, veins pumping. Arms on fire.
Life's so hard. Life's so tough. Life treats you. So god damn rough. You try your best. Just to survive. Work all day. To keep you alive. Moneys tight. And bills to pay. You try so hard.
I will not wake up with you by my side. Without you here I do not have to hide. Your hands will not run through my hair. I will not wake up afraid of your stare. Your eyes are weak like elders bones.
The luscious Ruby Dazzler. Was a stripper of repute. And she spent her evenings. In her birthday suit. She really was a beauty. Best of 'em by a mile. Ruby Dazzler took the stage.
"Oh dear. Oh no. Oh turd.
The world seems so colourless, I'm numb feel no pain, Stumbling around this deserted town, Life, I do feign. Darkness surrounds me, I acknowledge no-one, I scream to myself wishing this hadn't begun.
For Jade Fire. Burning everywhere. Heat so intense it hurt to think about. That same deep monotonous laugh. The voices, tortured souls whispering, always whispering.