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Our Walk Home

Dusk had Caius sitting on her shoulders, he had gotten giant blisters on his feet and she didn't want anyone walking like that. She was using one hand to drag a cart of the other hostages. "Did we lose them?" She asked Riya when they girl appeared right beside her. "Yeah, they're around the east border, they probably think we went down where the river is." She murmured, "Because it was the saver route, and had more water." She sighed, "We're going to be walking for days, it's cold, and we don't have enough water, we should've went the other...

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Hinayn

              Beautiful castles, the tapestries that climbed walls, they always made him smile. He loved art, but only when it didn't have to do with his family. The breeze licked across his skin, signalling the weather. "Mother, may I go out into the forest?" "Take four legion members." his mother smiled fondly at him, his father looked far off though in his own world. "Bjorn, focus dear." His mother spoke, laughing softly as she kissed his father's cheek. Micheal waved t...

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Ballads Of The Beasts

        "You know... I get that it's a hard pill to swallow... But honey, at least you did something." Kintur grinned, and looked over at Dusk. "You know what else I could do?" "What? Kill me? I'm a god, and last I checked, gods don't die to little brats." Dusk looked back at the door, and fiddled around with her bracelet, "Nope!" Kintur said like a child, and slid her dagger across Dusk's wrist. "I don't think I want you to do that." "Where is he?" Dusk asked calmly, looking down at the slit on her wr...

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What Must The Phoenix Do?

Flames. They climbed around his throat when he wasn't looking. His hope crumbling like the frosted over flowers in the winter. Everyone knew what he had done. It was in old newspapers. They taught about it in schools. A boy blew up a gas chamber, killing fifteen Nazi guards and killing 13 captives. Wow. He was a famous person among middle school children. It made him sick, he was thought of as if he wasn't real. They didn't understand that whenever he saw a candle he thought of the blue flames that caught leaks of gas. The gas climbing ...

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The End

(Gore, Death, Cussing, Mental Health, Self Harm, and suicide)"The surgery has a high chance of failing." "Anything to save my son!" Mental note, don't be like dad. He's too attached. "Will, you'll be okay" his mother said. The doctors looked down at him, a science experiment. A new operation... "Why don't you just let me pass on!?" He screamed, tears staining his cheeks."It's okay bud, I'll make sure you're okay" the doctor had promised. "Will, what can you see?" his father asked. "Mama, she keeps telling me it'll be okay" Will said, sm...

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Bloody Hands Scarred Hearts

(Mental health, Violence, Self harm/ Suicide, Stay safe y'all) Voices, there were plenty of them. Voices of the dead as their cold fingers brushed along the back of her neck. She stared at the metal bridge from her job, the creaking metal groaned under people's feet. Her only favorite voice was Pliji, and he had something to say "I think the bridge liked it" she couldn't help but crack up as he grinned at her. She moved so he disappeared, she didn't want to look crazy. Tattoos of flowers and hearts snaked along her arms. Clinging desper...

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Dimensional Circus

(Warning: Violence, Topics of Sexual Abuse, Abuse, and Suicidal Topics. Please steer clear if you are scared by these things. Have a wonderful day, beautiful people!) Truth's were never real. In reality he was alone, right? "Kintur? Kintur where are you?" he called out. His voice only carried for so long. The day Ben gave him the book. This- This cursed book. "Wretched thing" he muttered, slamming it to the dirt. He looked around the area, sniffling. This was no way to be a man. Ugh. "Stop acting like a baby" his girlfriend whisp...

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