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Sonnet 1
An uncelebrated scribe, childish dreamer, no poet made to be,
But so long as skin feels breath of wind, she’ll better herself for thee.
The strength needed to amend the heavens change course for something new,
Renowned, unyielding determination to improve what cannot be, you.
Flattery fawns a stone face, whatever charm she had dies,
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Her Studies in the Museon
Once again, i grimmaced into my parchment in the gray glow that the overcast late afternoon sent through the windows, its practically impossible for me to seek out and find an adequate spot in the museon for my studies. I must say, the fact that these ballroom-like chambers filled to the very ceiling with leather bound books and scrolls are always ( Read more... ) -
Aurek
He writhed beneath me last night, arching that temptingly sculpted back and raising his chest up against my breast. All he could gasp was "wow" as i drew my head from his neck, merely glancing upon the mark of lust my teeth had artfully left on his skin before my eyes were locked in those lovely blue portals into the firmament.
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Untitled
The sky was a rippling ocean of warring reds and purples. The colors swirled together violently making the heavens seem like an abstract painting. The battle between the shades of morning and evening peeped through the intricate, creamy clouds that drifted menacingly across the firmament. Between them the two focal moons, 869 and 772 stood in the ( Read more... ) -
Steel and Stone
The steel was coming again. It was my turn. There was fog through the hole to the top. I couldn’t see the stars.
So many times had I picked the brightest star in the heavens, so many times had I pressed my lips to the clock, so many times had I picked up pennies that looked up at me from the sidewalk. I’d wished on all of ( Read more... ) -
He Almost Broke My Heart, But Kissed It Better And Taped Over The Cracks
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh sugar honey iced tea.
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Holding Fast To The Storm That Is Confusion
I'm struggling to convince myself that i'm not as behind as i thought. Though i didnt go to my 3 hour fiction class last night because i barely began the reading for that week, i'm feeling myself beginning to get back into the swing of things. But in a sence not so much...i really skipped because frodo had asked for me to cut his hair ( Read more... ) -
The End of The Week Blues
I'm sad to admit to myself that through all my new adventures with Frodo, Debbie, Brendon, and Liz have had a negative effect in that its not only caused me to lack on my studies, but its made me dependent on the social loop. Last night i was depressed because i didnt have anyone to hang out with and no one had called me yet. I missed Fro ( Read more... ) -
My Expectations Overshot My Want...Spooooky
I'm so pissed with myself, i feel totally lost in my hellenistic class. I miss three days and totally lose track of everything. I feel so very juvenile. But i cant be doing that bad, i got an 82 on the mid-term and a 90 and 85 on the two quizzes..so i think i'm okay ( Read more... ) -
This Past Half-a-Fortnight and Still No Theory
The following took place between Wednesday, October 25th @ 2:00 pm & Saturday, October 27th 11:13 pm ( Read more... )