“It doesn’t bother me that much,” he says to the man next to him on the bus ( Read more... )

So we're getting a little low on quality super hero's...

Each day the sun creeps up the wall to reveal their gleaming eyes and joyful smiles. And each night the moon takes up shift to stand watch over their seemingly eternal happiness. But all the while the people just pass by, just going on with their daily lives unaware of the smiles that whisper of memories past. This night seemed to be no different ( Read more... )

I don't know how you do it Madam Quillqueen but you always manage to give me predictions with the most startling bit of reality...

You're chocolate. You're the old soul type, people
feel that they have known you their entire
life. Many often open up to you for they view
you as thoughtful and trustworthy. Although
people trust you, you have a hard ( Read more... )

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P.S. You rock quillqueen!

"I wasn't fast enough", she though as she looked down at the carnage below. A tear formed in her eye. Hand out-stretched, she just sat, sat and stared for what seemed like forever, at the destruction. Feeling lost, lonely, and alone, she couldn't seem to take her attention from the nightmare. As that solitary tear drop fell from her face she ( Read more... )

You could hear the pounding of his feet through the night as each step echoed of the cold damp cobble stone. Left he'd turn then right only to find the continuous web of passageways all seeming like the same dead end. Faster he'd run, as if to catch up with each breath that seemed to escape him. All the while it came closer and closer, gaining on ( Read more... )