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Fiction - First Chapters
Time of dragons by ~Tretron
The Rivers of My Homeland - Chapter IDespite the pain it brings, I cannot drag my mind away from the memories of my childhood. I feel secure when I think of my home and the forest which surrounded it. The rivers and the fields where we would spend our days will never fail to lure a smile on my lips.
 
However, one pleasant memory triggers several bitter ones and I find myself thinking of the desolation and loss. 
The chaos and terror which was brought upon our land was something that couldn't be compared to anything I've ever seen. The images of my fallen brethren still haunt my mind when I  try to remember the brighter days. The sceneries and vivid screams would possess me and drag me away from any pleasant thought.
Even today, I curse my stubborness and the lack of belief I have shown for my dreams back then. If I hadn't been so ignorant, I could have saved many lives. But now, regret is futile.   
I still remember how peaceful was the night before. How carefree and oblivious we were as we prepaThe Rivers of My Homeland - Chapter I by ~Andranetta
Chloe and Tanita, bedroom sceneTanita, who was used to sprawling across her big bed, was somewhat of two minds about sharing it with Chloe.  She was excited at the prospect of having company, but less happy about having to be careful not to crush her guest.  Tanita got into the bed, facing the wall so as not to accidentally kick Chloe in her sleep, and Chloe got in beside her, facing the other way.  
“Good night babe,” she said, pulling a blanket around herself.  
Tanita twisted her upper torso so that she could see the back of Chloe's head and said “Good night?  Aren't we going to gossip or tell scary stories or something?”
Chloe rolled over and Chloe and Tanita, bedroom scene by *914four
Original Sin - Chapter One by ~DanielleDestiny
Fiction - First Chapters
Fiction - Short Stories
Let Them Eat Cake by ~SaneOrchid
Hidden depthsHidden depths

A warm, humming breeze weaved gently through the winding trees of the forest. The air was alive with the joyous excitement of summer; carrying upon it’s back the soothing caress of the mighty Skoll who shone majestically in the sky. The day was beautiful, and the Wolfsangel pack was basking in every ounce of it’s magnificent splendour.

A sparkling stream flowed and bubbled quietly through the map of trees; it’s waters dancing and coming to life with a new-found energy as they travelled to the opening mouth - a rocky slope of parting jaws, leading down to a series of small rapids and falling further into the aHidden depths by ~FenrisxWolf
Sea of soulsSea of souls

The vast lands of the Wolfsangel pack had been shrouded in a great wave of heat as the mighty Skoll shone blindingly through the veil of clouds. His immense fire had cast their beaming waves down upon the luscious earth, providing an unnatural warmth; forcing most of it’s inhabitants to seek the shelter of shading trees and the comfort of cooling lakes. The small pack had spent the day resting under the protecting canopy of one of their many forests. A rushing stream had provided a delicate relief; it’s shaded water kept perfectly cool in the shadows. Kajika had never seen such a hot, suffocating day, and had startedSea of souls by ~FenrisxWolf
Secret soloSecret solo

The forest was alive with the crisp flames of autumn leaves. Reds, oranges, yellows and browns layered the earth as the creaking trees let go of their old companions. It was beautiful.

Amongst the swaying rasp of the trees, soft crunches could be heard in the deep forest. Something was walking through the fiery ocean, quick and steady.
   Against the vibrant colours of autumn, a flash of black brushed passed. Rough, brittle leaves were joined briefly with soft fur, until the creature sped on, leaving only a rustle in it’s wake. Whatever it was, it was in a hurry, and it knew exactly where it was going, for it did not faltSecret solo by ~FenrisxWolf
Fiction - Short Stories
Nonfiction - First Chapters
The ProposalI'm sitting here wondering how I’ve ended up with you, and that after all these years how you’re still mine? You’re gorgeous and remarkable; you have eyes that I could stare at all day and a personality that you could never hate. You make everyone smile around you and you make it your aim to please others before yourself. You are the one spark that I never thought would turn into the Olympus flame. For years after my miscreant past and my fair share of becoming a man about town for reasons so crude, I still don’t know how I ended up with someone as perfect as you.
When I was younger, I used to talk about what was alwaThe Proposal by ~ecoman22
Repulsive MeEarlier on today I witnessed something that I consider to be a heinous crime, I was stunned and shocked at the same time, and what I saw summed up society as it is today in one. When I walked out of the local shop I turned and saw a lad dressed in his own fashion sense and fronted it well. He had styled hair with the fringe covering one eye and as the cut crept round his head to the back it became... increasingly shorter. He wore a band t-shirt with a plain jumper and baggy jeans that flare at the bottom, finished off with skater shoes. Laced with what looked like two full sleeve tattoos, more carried on to his chest and a few more pieces of Repulsive Me by ~ecoman22
Page 1 Could The AntiChrist BPage 1

Could The AntiChrist Be A Nephilim?

The subject of the Nephilim is very interesting to say the least. I have a big hunch the Anti Christ will be a Nephilim.In the King James Version, Daniel 2:43 reads, “And whereas thou sawest iron mixed with miry clay, they shall mingle themselves with the seed of men: but they shall not cleave one to another, even as iron is not mixed with clay.”

Miry clay apparently refers to pottery made of the recycled shards or broken pieces of different kinds of pottery ground into dust again and mixed with water to make a clay like substance. It was very brittle and easily broken apart. In NebuchPage 1 Could The AntiChrist B by *MichaelGarcia7
The Aftermath by ~ecoman22
Nonfiction - First Chapters
Nonfiction - Short Stories
Lifelines by `LadyLincoln
I apologize...Dear Friend of a Friend,
I don't like the way I feel about you.
When ever they say your name, wheneverr I see your photograph... My head burns up and my ears go red.
I can't stand you. This anger towards you is poison. Your smirk, the shirt with your name embroidered onto the front. You know you're better than I am.
Money makes it so.
Money before talent.
Money before kindness.
Money before personality.
Money before work.
Oh, let me applaud you, great high one.
I don't know why you hated me.
I know what you mocked me about, but that's it.
Accusation one: Big chin. Too big to get over it apparently.
Accusation two: Disgusting arms. Coming fromI apologize... by ~RandomWriter888
The BeastTonight I saw the shadow of the Underworld's winged minion from the light the bounced off of the side panel of my wardrobe. With every blink it grew closer and closer to me until my wardrobe and all light in my room vanished and turned into eternal blackness. With my blinds that are left barely open, it would have been next to impossible by the human eye to see me lying in my bed, hidden under the covers, but somehow it saw through the brick and mortar to my blue and semi panicked eyes. With every flap of its wings I could hear the wind rushing underneath it, creating a mini tornado circulating beneath my windowsill. The window panes and framThe Beast by ~ecoman22
Lost and Fading   The feeling of lost when it feels like someone from my life is fading or have already disappeared is painful. I hate the feeling. It is one of the heartfelt sadness in your life.

  You will miss the smile upon the person’s face…the way their face shone through happy times and the time when you laugh with them. You will remember the blissful times spent together…close…and the times when both of you used the strongest strength in the world, love and friendship, to pull through struggles.

  You feel consumed in hopelessness. To remember their smile is painful. To remember their laughter is torture. Why does thisLost and Fading by ~PandaUdon
Nonfiction - Short Stories
-CLOSED- Poetry, Songs, and Ballads
I Will PurifyI Will Purify

You are forgotten and mislead
I will take you by the hand
Attend you to your guiding light
You are forlorn
I will be your sanguine confidence
Enunciate your deepest transgressions
You are burdened of yourself
I will strip you of your fabricated façade
Drop your misleading shell
You are polluted
I will cleanse you of your filth
Dissolve your iniquity with abrasion
You are starved
I will disembowel your demand for gluttony
Dislodge your slippery persistent ache
You are rife with desire
I will lance your promethean fruit
With the cord of your satiation
You cannot breathe
I will asphyxiate your bloody scarf
Design a tensionI Will Purify by *Cygam-7
In your garden yesterdayIn your garden yesterday
which you lodge among many loves:
a gentle, wishful sway
below the florid eaves;

I noticed the quiet leaves
had weathered each cruel ray
to foster the foxgloves
that flowered today.In your garden yesterday by ~Zark123
The Near Distant LandThis land is near, closer than you think

It's not a solid but comes from the same vapor as your dreams

Eyes opened or closed, only you can see

When memories clash with thoughts dance with wants combine with needs

This land is distant, further than it seems to be

There are blockages and gaps; you'll need golden wings

And of course locked gates, only you hold the key

For in this land you are the ruler, king or queen.

In this land you can be mighty, conquer anything

Or drift with the wind that carries words you sing

But if you wish this land to have peace

You must balance the pure spirit with the dark beast.


The Near Distant Land by ~SaphirePZ
The Tale of the Mighty KingWe should all know the tragic tale of the mighty King.



He had an impressive fringe of hair

That encircled his head

and eyes of the purest gold

and his teeth--sword sharp.



Even with his strength

That could crush the bones of men

And even with his speed

as he could race against the wind



Could he not prevent

the terrible invasion of his home?



Defend, he tried

And aggressive he became

While the ladies were off,

far away, hunting.



And that's when they came

Those men with silver in hand;

RThe Tale of the Mighty King by ~SaphirePZ
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Non-English Literature
Non-English Literature
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Fanfiction
Equestria's Beginnings 6: Honorful Guard
 Crystal Heart was the original crystal princess, yes, like our Princess Cadence.  When she was princess, there was no kingdom, only crystals in the mountains.  And snow, lots of snow.  It was up to Crystal Heart to build the kingdom we know as the Crystal Empire today, as well as gather followers to come and populate the city she would build.  It was with them the trouble began.

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Princess Luna spent the majority of her days alone.  Celestia didn’t mind her company while she heard the troubles of their subjects in the throne room, but the younger alicorn could tell she was not needed, and thus was not about to bother her sister with Equestria's Beginnings 6: Honorful Guard by ~PANCAKEcrazygirl
RedThe sound of two sword clashing, and the panting and grunting of two men echoed through the drops of rain that fell from the sky. The heavens were crying for them, telling them to stop fighting. But this battle had to be won.
Too many years had he suffered because of he had lost. Too many years had he been looking for the one who made him suffer. Too many years had he blamed someone else for killing those he loved. Too many years had he silently cried because he felt lonely and weak.
But now it would end. And with that new boost of courage, the man managed to kick his enemy in his stomach, and punch him to the ground with the handle of his Red by ~Mihashi-Harumi-chan
Artist Blue - Death Of The Governor
On luscious green grass only a few miles from a mountain lays a magnificent garden. Then the TARDIS lands, it immediately forms into one of the grass-like items among the garden. Out steps Artist Blue, who immediately takes a deep breath. “I love it when the air’s fresh.” He exclaims cheerfully.

Behind him steps out his partner, still dressed in her favorite blue sweater. “It looks like Tim Burton threw up on a garden.” She utters almost sourly.

“I don’t get your cultural references, Catherine. Remember that,” he says before being approached by a white humanoid robot.

“Halt,” the Artist Blue - Death Of The Governor by ~Mugeenman
2 World War ch.19-In the Disney Village-
Stitch jumped from roof to roof, chasing down three of his flying ‘cousins’. One was a small pink ‘cousin’ with a big head with a baby-like face, tiny purple insect-like wings, stubby legs and arms, short ears, plump cheeks, purple nose, a yellow pacifier in his mouth and a long baby rattle-shaped tail [1]. Another was a small green mosquito-like ‘cousin’ with four purple eyes, four wings and six legs [2]. The third was a grey cloud-like ‘cousin’ with small black eyes, and thin mouth [3].
“Aggaba, cousins!” Stitch yelled while the two flew to get away. The baby-like ‘cousin’ then turned around and released a pink powder from its tail. “Whoa!” Stitch gasped. He quickly jumped over the powder. “Naga bootifa!” Stitch snarled at the baby-like ‘cousin’. The mosquito-like ‘cousin’ then fired a purple ray from its stinger. Stitch quickly ran, jumped,2 World War ch.19 by ~wwhulk12
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Erotica
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Essays
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Summer Write-a-Thon First Chapters 2010
Infected - Prologue
You ever heard of a Zombie? You know, those grayish ghouls that lumber around in vide0 games like intoxicated teddy bears? Yeah, that Zombie. Have you ever seen one? Well, I can assure you from experience, that they're leaning away from the drunken stuffed animal, and closer to the swift-panther than you may think.

Me? I'm Rarcy Ratson. And this is my first hand account of how I came to be the girl I am today.

Now you may be wondering: How did Zombies come to live on Earth, anyway? A mutation of rabies? A nuclear accident? A lab experiment gone wrong? No, nope, and nada. The germ that causes the Zombie disease was dug up, in one of those coInfected - Prologue by ~00Thunder00
Loving Annie ch.1 It's still bright out as I slide into the passenger seat of my boyfriend's brand-new Subaru station wagon – just one of the many advantages of almost-summer. Daniel carefully shuts my door before making his way around to the driver's side, pretending that we're just co-workers carpooling home instead of boyfriend and girlfriend. This will be gone, though, by the time we make it to the freeway.

Most people don't go out of their way to keep their relationships secret. Daniel and I are different, though. So many people will respond the wrong way if they ever find out that we're dating – my parents, first of all, and then my friends.Loving Annie ch.1 by ~KittyKay13
Renaissance CH1 :Betrayal:It was the final battle. And today, I was going to end it. The vampire lords have been terrorizing our province for long enough. Somebody needed to stop them, and I was planning to be that somebody.
I sat in my quarters, looking myself in the mirror. My face was gaunt and pale; the war had taken its toll on my body. My eyes burned with a raging fire, making my deep green eyes ablaze with fury. I heard my sister walk into my room, but my expression didn't change. I needed to protect her. I couldn't be someone who showed weakness. Thus, my face was hard as marble; stoic and unmoving.
"Charlese." I said harshly. She stopped walking toward mRenaissance CH1 :Betrayal: by ~DaniCojo
Letters of Insanity - 1The safety-pin dug too-shallow trenches from my ribcage to my waist as I lay in my bed silently sobbing, wondering only at this point why I could feel nothing. I stopped, tried to think of why I was doing this, and could only come up with the response: "this won't make you less of a woman, stupid."

The room was dim, the mirror dirty, the scissors dull. Not the best haircut in the world, but my just-past-shoulder-length golden locks lay scattered on the floor, separated as they had never been, and confused. Once more they were to be together, as I swept them up and whispered "goodbye" almost silently.

I went back to bed, but couldn't sleep. Letters of Insanity - 1 by ~bluefroggy67
Summer Write-a-Thon First Chapters 2010
LGBTQ Contest
Asexuality.Lies—
Simple one- or two-word lies
Told to hide
What I consider to be
My secret.
Is it always
The things that make you
Who you are
That you try
Desperately to keep hidden
From even the ones
Closest to you?

Am I still
In the closet
As long as I lie
And keep the truth to myself
Out of fear?
No, not out of fear—
Out of knowing that
My sexuality
Will destroy
All future relationships for me.
But I'm an actress;
Can't I act like
I'm not asexual?
But
I am asexual.
Who In their right mind
Would want an asexual?
How many people
Can say they've dated one?
And how many
Of those people
Can honestly say
They enjAsexuality. by ~AdmireBeauty
The Whispers of SongbirdsI have always been a listener. It is necessary in order to transcribe the beauty of nature and the wonders of life into poetry and song. It's a skill that has always come easily to me, but it has become so much more difficult since his death.

I've yet to decide upon the cause, whether I've lost the will to listen, or that all I can hear is those last whispered words.

"You won't miss me. A few days and you'll find something new to occupy your attention."

Not a day goes by that I don't regret leaving. The sounds of the city streets echo through my heart like the clang of funeral bells.

And I can't help but wonder where I was while he was dyThe Whispers of Songbirds by ~SomaX
Torchbearer     It was only a stranger, but I still felt bad when I took my hand away. But two grown men don't hold hands together in public. It's just a terrible implication that has the tendency to offend people because nobody wants to see a sissy or a freak or a faggot when they're walking down the street. It was the first time I ever held my boyfriend's hand, and I was ashamed of myself after just thirty seconds. So much for being the brave and courageous leader I'd thought I was. I didn't even know if the guy was weirded out or not—he just happened to be the first person I saw, and I didn't want him to see. I didn't want anything bad to happenTorchbearer by ~Xiangchai-Nozomu
Be like me?I am a man whose pronoun is she.
I am a woman who thinks herself he.
I am the flat-chested, round-hipped
Broad-shouldered, short-haired
Paradox of union that I call "me".

Dare to define me:
Make me a cage out of words.
I am complexity brilliant and infinite
I am a shimmering rainbow of thought
I am the man, and the woman, and child:
A perfect mix called "androgynity".

How to contain what completely transcends?
All, both and neither, all possibility
Unfettered by form and determined to be
Ultimately, positively, immutably free:
To love and be loved by all humanity.

If a body is limited cast it away.
Forgo the echo of what it Be like me? by ~KaitoAozora
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Story Covers
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Poetry and Lyrics 2
Struggle.Together we may struggle,
But without you all I feel is pain.
A lot of the time it seems confusing,
But there is one thing that will never change.

The feelings I have for you don't fade or go away,
They continue to grow stronger each day with this.
Life without you is something I can't imagine.
From within my soul, it's you I'd miss.

I understand this world more then you may know.
I could believe in fate and put up a fight.
But you and I are not written.
Although its a truth I'd like to write.

We both have scars deep within,
With memories that can not be erased,
Dreams that are out of our control.
In your hands my heart has been placed.

TStruggle. by ~Spirits-of-Amour
Wars and BirdsTo all the birds that cried in vain
-let us not think of the past,
but instead think of how the sun rises. 
The how and why is unknown,
yet we still try because our graves are not set in stone. 
We may not know who we are now,
but are reflections do, and they are just. 
At the end of the battle no bird was ever left unworn,
but they held peace within their scars. 
Dusk never fell on those who saw,
but waited until the sun hit their backs.Wars and Birds by =NobleQueenOfLothaire
MorningriseSee that my pain is real
That you know how i feel
And i confess my loneliness
In hope that you will feed me your tenderness

I can sustain myself during the lonely nights
Because your love lasts a lifetime
I find myself holding onto that word that i so hate:
Hope

The sun remains silent
Everything changes, but your benevolence
Burn away the day, seek me In the night
And just like the morning rise
I rise and fall with the day

And in great days yet to befall
the sun shall embrace the moon and in silence tell of its love
with pride not measured by distance, a heart not torn or rendered by greed
i shall love you as my second half.Morningrise by ~Solilska
On Mere ExistanceBroken little wind up doll

He broke my heart and my heart broke my mind
My mind broke my body and my body broke my soul
Until today I wasn’t even sure if I was walking or crawling
Or even if I was moving
Or even if I was alive in the first place

Just a broken little wind up doll

I can feel my inner machinery, all the little gears and cogs,
Grinding to a halt and letting me know they are done
Suddenly I am so small that the wind might take me
Or I might be crushed
Underneath nothing but my own unwillingness to keep going

Like a broken little wind up doll

And I don’t want to end my life but I find myself wishing I could stop exOn Mere Existance by ~IChooseToLookUp
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Left Behind
Your pillow lies next to mine. Instinctively, I bend over just to lay my head on your side, for once. The pillow is cold. And it smells just like you. Your unique smell. My heart hurts. 

I lay on the bed, on my side, on my pillow. And turn to your side. Expecting to see your face sleeping next to mine. Peacefully. Gently breathing. 

No one is there. It is at this point when I realize how foolish I am. To long for your presence when this has happened to me so many times. Too many times. 

Even so, I cannot keep my heart from aching. That sore, throbbing pain in my breast. I am always the one left behind. 

I miss you. I mLeft Behind by ~FantasyDreams46
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Evil Angel.They were a brilliant white. So bright, you shielded your eyes from their grandeur. It was a glorious sight when she spread her wings. Her glow was tangible, and her smile caressed you like a hug from an old friend. When she embraced her loved ones, they could not cry. They could not hold a worry in their heart. Her arms were the cure. Her heart was the antidote.

"Put me to sleep, Evil Angel! Open your wings, Evil Angel!"

Black is too soft of a word for what I have witnessed.

She should be happy. She should have regained her halo by now. She was forgiven, whether she deserved it or not.
She belonged to the Fallen now. She rebuked her savEvil Angel. by ~Crecy
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My Prayer -by Cornish Poet Clive Blake -Cornwall by ~CliveBlake
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The Wind's Gramophone RomanceThe Wind's Gramophone Romance
Written by John Swartz.

Deep within our passion love,
We often forget who we really are,
Our hearts twisted deeply together,
Drawing us closer over time.

The light that once came through,
Filtering through the golden leaves,
Have now turned blood red,
Like an  wound to those old maples.

The old trees talons expanded outwards,
Their fingers ripping into our soft flesh,
Diving into our darkest secrets within ourselves,
Embedding their greedy fingers into our chest,
Killing us from within ourselves.

Our passion filled minds change,
Our screams becoming the music,
Till the branches silence our cries,The Wind's Gramophone Romance by ~Kane-Blackthorn
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LonelyI dearly wish for a single caring glance,
From another heart nearby--
But every night the torture stays,
Of want and wish;
And I rock myself through tears and sobs,
As my cold bedsheets never grow to feel safe.Lonely by ~RelayerDuos
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Ode to the Ripper by ~Zark123
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~AzzuenWolf Dec 27, 2012   Writer
Why is it taking so long to get accepted in this group?
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