

Hiding on StageA young man of 17 lies in amongst some hay. He wears simple clothe of black, blue, and blood red. As he leans against the wall, his hat pulled down over his eyes, he dreams of the past. Dreams of those he loved, and those he lost. He jerks awake, calling, as one sitting close by would have thought, his own name. Though, as few knew, he dreamed of his best friend, the REAL Sebastian...who died several months ago.Hiding on Stage
As he pulls his hat off his eyes, he looks around, ensuring that no one is around...save the animals that he spent the night amongst. He spent his time so humbly. If things had gone according to plan, he would be one of


Dante's Redemption“Shamus! Damnit boy, where are you? Have you swabbed out those casks yet?” grumbled the old man in the midst of a drunken stupor.Dante's Redemption
“Almost, sir.” replied the young boy. At this, the old man pulled his cap down and fell back asleep on his chair in front of the fire. Shamus looked around the dirty old pub. It was mostly empty. Aside from himself and the pub’s owner, Cameron, there was a single patron. An man looking to be about 20. He frequented the small pub these days. No one knew anything about him, as he only ever spoke to order his drink. Never ate, never played cards, never spoke to anyone. As the other patrons would site, en
Devious Comments
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As innocent blood the beasts do spill,
All join forces to fight this ill.
But when dark and light reverse their roles,
You'll see the shadow of your soul.
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As innocent blood the beasts do spill,
All join forces to fight this ill.
But when dark and light reverse their roles,
You'll see the shadow of your soul.
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Abashed the Devil stood, and felt how aweful goodness is.
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As innocent blood the beasts do spill,
All join forces to fight this ill.
But when dark and light reverse their roles,
You'll see the shadow of your soul.
lol
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Abashed the Devil stood, and felt how aweful goodness is.
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Haha! Got you with a DA snow ball!
It's the start of..... Snow Ball Fight 2005-2006 !!!!
One rule to this game....
You can't hit someone who has already hit you!
Now... go out there and get as many people as you can, before they get you!
I got you first so you can't get me back!
Heh, now I guess I should post a little more.
I really liked your writing, the rhyming in My Pledge didn't seem forced in the some of the writing that I have seen. Check out my stuff if you want sometime!
Awsome stuff! Keep it up!
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"Don't let a suitcase full of cheese be your giant spoon and fork."
Many people walk in and out of you life, but only your true friends leave footprints on your heart.
And I, you!
i be watchin ya
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::FiRe Dance::
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