

The Light of Tomorrow Ch.0The Light of Tomorrow ZakuyoeThe Light of Tomorrow Ch.0
Chapter O The Prologue
He sat alone at his desk that night. It was a rather solemn sight to behold, with the bedroom lights turned off (save the lamp atop his desk) and with the floor scattered with cardboard boxes filled hastily to their brims. On the lamp sat his hat, white in color, hanging as if it were on a coat rack. And the entire time he sat, watching it with such contemplation in the gloom of his surroundings.
Maybe, he began, turning to the packed boxes on the floor; maybe Ill get to but he decided not to fini


The Bitter EndIt feels nice here, under the bridge. The rains tapping the granite above us, never relenting, as if determined to seep through the concrete and stone that provide us shelter. The river in front of us feels nice, too; the cool water seeps through my toes, soaking the hems of my jeans as it flows past. Further on it catches the rain, carrying it to a more familiar place, somewhere beyond the horizon.The Bitter End
It also feels nice because Im in his arms, my head leaning against his left shoulder, with his head nuzzling my neck from behind; my shoulders and back, pressed to his chest and snuggling into his warmth; my hands, one on
ID at last?
First Kiss
Devious Comments
I did!
Thanks you!
Won't be long before you will, too
Congratulations.
I heard you got accepted (:
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i less-than-three you
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BOOM. HEADSHOT.
Let's mosey.
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lunette and molly, a clown and her dolly, on the big, comfy,
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Stan: "Goddamnit, I'm not going with you, I want to stay here!"
Kyle: "Huh? I thought you wanted to leave."
Stan: "Oh wait, who am I again?"
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Imperare sibi maximum imperium est
I can e-stalk you here now too!
Damn. You beat me to it...
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Retired fanfiction writer, active poet and active novelist-in-the-making. Worship she who can destroy your favourite characters.
"That can't be it, nobody's died heroically to save the rest of us yet!" -- Mark Pearce.
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Looky!!! - [link]
Jojo McDodd
Man, if you want to see poor drawing, go look at MY gallery. These are a good ten times better than mine can hope to be.
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What would Brian Boitano do?
If he were here right now?
I'm sure he'd write a better sig,
That's what Brian Boitano'd do.
Ahh you need more watchers, I'll be one
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Kyle: I don't need you anymore.....
Stan: I know......I need you....
Whelps. Merry Christmas again, Justin!
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