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TMG Part 18- InterceptionTMG Part 18- Interception by TMG-TheMiddleGround
The knight rode his horse at a leisurely pace through the valley, and watched the sunset. He was nearly at lake negata, and he might even get there before sundown, and see his wife and son again sooner. Those happy thoughts were his last as an arrow from the top of the valley buried itself in his chest. He fell from the horse, which bolted, and got a few meters further before another arrow hit that too. Elucia, wearing a black hooded cloak, walked down the hills towards her kills, bow in hand. She found what she was looking for in the saddlebags of the horse. A scroll, which she pocketed, and a white capsule, which she opened. Inside was another scroll. She opened it, and was surprised to see an ink drawing. It depicted a Hexblade soldier, standing at the gates of the city on the lake. "This is interesting," she said to herself "The Hexblades will attack the city... I can use this..." she burned the scroll she had read, and set off towards the lake.
Monster and HoneyYOU CAME FOR BUCKY, YOU STAY FOR THE LAST PART OF THIS STORYMonster and Honey by Mag889
Steven was allowed to check out on bucky about 11 a.m.
His friend was lying, his upper body lifted at an angle, so he could watch the room easily. This made him calmer.
His eyes were dark-circled and his expression weary as on the night he was found in that bar. He didn't have any devices attached helipng him to breath anymore, so Capitan stopped worrying so much. Bucky was alive, this was all that mattered.
But a dead stare welcomed him again and his heart shivered. This wasn't an assassin ready to fight. Steven saw and for the first time fully relized the amount of damage done to Bucky's soul. The man was hollow.
He stood right there, a foot from the bed frame, just in case.
„How are you doing?” He asked without much enthusiasm.
The soldier moved his eyes slightly, as if deciding was it even worth to react.
„They gave me so much sedative, that I can't feel anymore.” The reply was straight and almo
The Pharaoh's Guard: 7Washington D.C, United States, 2014 ADThe Pharaoh's Guard: 7 by Writingangel2010
As the sun peeked over the horizon, Radames found himself awake on Mallory’s sofa. He laid there unsure of what to do while he waited for his hostess to awaken. After a few minutes of staring at the artificial sun with blades, who was still fighting viciously even without it’s light shining, he opted to get up. His clothes, or rather Jim’s clothes, lay in a heap beside the coffee table. Gingerly, he bent to retrieve them and began to dress himself. Though they weren’t the traditional garments he was used to, and they itched and restricted his movement to a degree, he had to admit that he did kind of like them. There was something about the leather jacket. When he looked in the rectangular mirror that hung above Mallory’s television, he couldn’t help but feel pleased at his appearance. That jacket made him look formidable.
‘If Tau could see me now,’ he thought to himself. A frown came to
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Remember the Lucky onesAs time comes we become more responsibleRemember the Lucky ones by veR1pho
care about others, neither we are invincible
just care about others
we light a candle of memory, grave
thousands and thousands just do so and pray.
as son of god descends in our hearts now
we remember how it was while you were around
still i know this all cant be real
still i pray its not forever sleep
still i vow at the idea, dear...
still i cry when i remember fear.
i hope you are allright, in your morningless night
i hope he helds torch and shows you the light
follow him, dear... He knows what is right
i pray for your spirit,
i hope you hear that sound,
our fammily weeping,
memories took the control.
i know it is needed, for our path
all tales have ended, with dawn of this night
morning brings light, we all just go on
you gently smile, keep care of your own
you gently smile, we feel it in our hearts
still we forget for a year, let you sleep in orchards
a year again passed, memories are the same
only love, love and fear remain
Daddy Who | The Lost Forest Part 1Daddy Who | The Lost Forest Part 1 by BlackLanternDaddy
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Throughout the oceans of The Void, time and matter and space are all encased in realms of existence commonly known to various 'travellers' as Universes. These Universes can be made from different variations of either matter, elements, structure or all of the above. They can come in many forms; one that's as big as two googolplexes, others may only have three planets and one variant of a star. And each in every one of these realities are a whole manner of creatures, entities, and civilizations of species living on their solitary lump of rock and magma they call home. Whilst it is certainly pos