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The Fool : A W.C. Short StoryFools are said to start back at the beginning after a major event takes place in their lives. A lost love, a death in the family, or even a birth of a child creates that new beginning. Edgar’s cheeks turned a rose red from the snow falling down from the sky. He was not properly dressed for the cold weather for he wore gray hooded sweater and some jeans. He was lucky to have gone dumpster diving to find a pair of worn out boots and a baby blanket for his newborn. His baby was wrapped tightly inside the blanket while he treaded through the city. He looked up at the sky to see the sun almost disappearing, bringing night with it.The Fool : A W.C. Short Story by NightBloom-chan
His baby was born just a few minutes ago in a broken down factory and now that the easy part was done, now came the worst; the baby surviving the night. His left arm clutched the walls of the building and dragging his right leg in the inch of fresh now, he turned to see how the baby was doing
A.R. Chapter 4Chapter 4: The Fox and the HoundA.R. Chapter 4 by NightBloom-chan
“You want to do what?” Anastasia said.
Blaze stood in front of large French doors leading to the real world. Her hands were behind her back, hiding something from her dear friend. She said nothing to her while the angel accused her.
Anastasia held a piece of Blaze’s dark blue hair from her ear and pulled. “What are you planning Blaze?”
“Planning? Who said I was Ana.”
“I know you’re planning on pushing Scarlet to do something. Why else would you be leaving this dimension behind my back?” She let go of her friend’s hair. “We are supposed to be together when Scarlet needs a push and you jus
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Collection: Once Upon A TimeCollection: Once Upon A Time by techgnotic
Once Upon A Time
Fairy tales usually begin once upon a time—a time that need not be identified because the tale, and its meaning, are of a timeless nature. The landscape of a fairy tale is often dreamlike, as if to tell us trying to apply normal logic to the story will only confuse the point that the storyteller is trying to make. Fairy tales usually involve dangerous journeys, often following after or searching for a wayward loved one, and entail a getting lost in the mists of time and space. The climax is almost always the discovery of a heretofore unknown inner store of courage in the face of evil and imminent death. Fairy tales tell our child
Creepypasta: Patches the RabbitCreepypasta: Patches the Rabbit by Grismalice
The playground was bustling with children. Kids were pulling stunts on the monkey bars, going up and down on the teeter totters, taking turns on the slide, and playing an exciting game of freeze tag. One of the girls who went by the name of Alice wandered around the playground, searching for a group of kids to join when she noticed that a boy was sitting alone on the swing set. He wore a dark purple hoodie with black stripes and he looked as though he was in the highest grade. In his arms he cuddled stuffed, white rabbit plush with glossy black button eyes and glittering blue stars on its paws and ears. He had this rather bored look on his face while he fiddled with the rabbit’s ears, like he was lonely and needed someone to play with him.
Alice made her way over to him and greeted him with a smile, “Hi!” She waved to him, but he was too interested in the plush. “Hello?” she questioned.
His head slowly rose and he gave her this disconcerted look and clutch
Current Residence: Chicago|
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Favourite genre of music: japanese, some types of rock, and some pop
Favourite photographer: none yet
Favourite style of art: manga/comic styles, goth , and Tim Burton
Operating System: Thinkpad (for now)
MP3 player of choice: Coby MP3
Wallpaper of choice: fave anime/manga,ALICE COOPER, and gothic themes
Favourite cartoon character: Jervis Tech and Jonathan Crane
Personal Quote: " I am vampire. I'm only happy when something dies."