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"As in the passing of seasons, so will your rule pass. You are noting but a winter on this land, and sooner or later a spring will come and melt you away to nothing" Her brave words rang in the empty hall. I smiled wickedly. "Oh? A spring will melt me away will it? What if I destory the spring first? Hmm? What then? Will I melt then? Or will I freeze this land in my cold glutches till judgment day?" I whispered into her ear. She shivered, both at my words and my cold presence by her shoulder. "You can not destory him! His allies will protect him till her is ready and able to fight!" I snorted. "Allies? Who? Fall and Summer? Fall is weak

So dark. I couldn't take my eyes away from it. So dark. And the face was so white too. Pale, pale, pale! Didnt this guy see any sun? He looked like a sheet with ink on it for petes sake! Right there, right next to his nose, under the right eye. Why didnt he wipe it away? "Because I cant" He said. Cant? What is it then? "A scar, from a surgery that saved my life" He replied shrugging. A scar? What were you in a car wreck or something? He nodded "I'll have this black spot on me forever" I shivered. Forever. "Mr. Snow? Are you alright?" Someone said behind me. I turned my head from the mirror. "Yes...I was just looking in the mirror" my

The bus pulled up to the stop. Dust was kicked into the air as it jarred to a halt. Its faded blue doors opened and I stepped into the chilled interior. Without a word the driver pointed to the gray box next to his chair with a label reading $1. I took a george from my wallet and slipped it into the box before heading down the aisle to an empty seat. Which wasnt hard to find, given the fact that the bus was a fourth full. I found a seat next to a window and sat down. The doors of the bus closed with a his and then the bus was bumping along the dirt road again. I stared out the window as my body was jostled up and down. Soon enough another sto

That song. That blessed song. When I hear it, it reminds me of you. When its music cords float to me from the radio, its you I imagine. But that songs just a song, Just a plain, normal, old, song. Nothing more nothing less. It doesnt really stir me, not really. Only slightly, Bringing about memories, your face, and a smile. Really though that doesnt take much to get from me. That song is just a song, unless you are there. Then that song is my life, my blood, my being. That lovely, wonderful, amazing song you sing quietly into my ear. When your there that song is all there is, All there will ever be and all there ever was. When

The doors opened for me, revealing an open room. There was a small waiting area off to the left, a receptions desk to the right, elevators in front, and a hall running before the elevators. I walked to the elevators, pressing up. After a moment there was a ding and the elevator doors opened, allowing me inside the small moving room. Once inside I pressed 10 and the elevator closed its doors and began to hum upwards. I leaned against the wall, watching the elevators slow progress on the number dials.                         ***** "Mr.Smith, a word please"                         ***** Up I rose, past the first and second floor. The el

''No!! Henry!'' She shouted laying herself across him. Henry smiled ''Hush now Mary, I'll see you again, Im only leaving for a little while'' ''Henry, dont leave me, Henry!'' She screamed clinging to his body. Henry smiled sadly at her, as if to apologize for somthing he had no control over. And then he was gone, leaving behind a cooling body and grieving wife. ''Hennnnrrryyy!!'' She shouted, sobbing uncontrolably. ''Noooooooooo''                                    ***** That was a year ago. A year ago, when my Henry was taken from me in the park. It had been such a nice evening and he had just given me kiss at sunset. He ha

I once told you that the first time I held you I felt nothing. Well thats a lie. You see, I was looking for the wrong thing at the time and over looked something very important. I was looking for excitment. A thrill. A spark to set me aflame. Thats what I was looking for. But those are cheap thrills. And that wasn't what I really wanted deep down. Excitment is nice, but it dwindles or disappears over time. No, you need something else to come before excitment. You need a feeling. A feeling that this is right. Like the feeling I over looked when holding you. When I first held you, it felt so normal So natural So right, that I d

Go ahead. Take it. Go on. I want you to have. Take my heart. Take this fickle, fragile thing. It doesnt really do me any good. So I give it to you to hold. For now at least. But before you take it. Promise me somthing. If you leave. If you get tired of me. Give it back. Give me back my heart it it gets to be too much. Promise me that. What? You want that too? No. I cant. Im sorry but. No not that. I cant give you my soul. Its too...connected to me. I cant give it to you. Unless... Unless you make me another promise. Promise you wont leave. Ever. Promise me that and I will give you my soul. I'll give it gladly. I

All of them. No exceptions. Every single one. Saying the same thing. All saying, wait. All saying, have patience. All saying, that day will come. I sit here now and I wonder. How could I have that forsight? How could I have known? Is it because I knew deep down I loved you? Is it because I knew I was wrong in my actions? Is that it? But by now, I dont care. I have you, thats all that matters to me. Thats all that matters to me.

"King me" She said smiling, sitting across from him on the picnic table where a checker board was spread out with the pieces in play. He was loseing, badly. Grumbling he kinged her checker "Seriously, I cant believe my luck is this rotten" "Oh quit gripeing Leon"  She said laughing as she took another of his pieces "Hey, Im loseing by like 8 pieces here, I have a right to gripe if I want to, Kristina" Leon said staring at the board intetly, as if the answer to winning laid in it. Kristina smiled "You know, your just like James when you do that" Leon stiffened and grunted in reply. "He was always gazing at something, like all of lifes