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Musings of Time -unfinished-
         Well, I find it prudent to first introduce myself. I am the manifestation and keeper of what is known as Time. I make sure it runs in proper order, and that everything follows as it should, and nothing is usurped. I will address many issues in this literation of my musings, and almost all points of view interconnect at one point or another. Be patient, all will be explained, quite fittingly, in time.
        First, I will address the very thing that I govern. Time.
        Many people regard time as a straight line. That is rather incorrect. Events repeat, parallel, and deja vu often. If time were simply a straight line, all creatures traveling the same line, then nothing would ever be repeated, mistakes would always be learned from. But since there is a flaw to every being, including the fact that life itself runs in cycles, this can never hold true.
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Creative Assignment - GoST
         Estha's gradual sink to silence was unnoticed by all. He already was quiet, so when problems did arise, he simply never spoke. At the boy's school in Calcutta, he had occassional problems with the students. Most of the boys at the school were rich, beach colored boys. The angelic pets of the teachers. Estha was dirt colored. Some could see Satan in his eyes. He was Different.
          Estha was eating lunch quietly - overcooked, rubbery meatloaf. Like Kochu Maria's skin - wrinkled and dark. This made Estha smile at the thought. Then he remembered more, and the smile faded. He looked down at his lunch tray, at the potatoes that were growing little white whiskers, the age spotted apples. A beach colored angel yelled over at Estha.
         "Blackie! What you making faces for?" The boy challenged Estha. He was hatted. English. Loved From The
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Maybe I'm Just Misunderstood
     Looking back on this life, there is a lot I could have done better. Great spirits, there is a lot I could have done better in all of my lives that I've lived. Yet... I cannot pinpoint where exactly it all went horribly wrong. How did I become the worthless, wretched, forsaken creature that I was? Was it my parents? My sister? The cats I had grown up around? My own, innate flaws? Or perhaps the fact that I became the very monster that I feared the most? I do not have the answer. Maybe it was a dreadful concoction of them all.
     "What are you going to name her?" A sandy colored tom asked a red and brown tabby queen, as she gazed down at her two kits with stormy blue eyes. The mother nosed the larger one roughly, and licked its light ginger and white fur clean.
     "She looks like a small, clever fox. What do you think, Alpine? Does Fox sound good to you?" She licked her strong, vulpine daughter pro
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Spirit Life: Chapter 1 -RD-
Chapter 1
The More the Merrier
     "So, do you understand?"
     "Huh?" A grey tabby cat asked blankly, spacing out, looking at the huge brown longhair tabby. He flattened his ears, and looked up at him with wide, innocent yellow eyes. "Ummmm.. no?" Suddenly he was on his side, barley stalks flattening under his bulk. He swiveled his ears back, looking indignant. He was on his feet in a moment, barely avoiding another cuff from the longhair's huge tawny paws.
     "Damnit Kaito, when I tell you something I expect you to listen! The rabbit that leaps too quickly from his nest, is the first to be eaten." The huge longhair towered over him, easily four times larger than Kaito, his two tails lashing in hostility, the barley waving from the force of it. Kaito rolled his eyes, earning another cuff from the Nekomata.
     Kaito growled, and wrinkled his nose nose at him. "The day that I
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What Should I Say?
What should I
Say?
Don't cry
I'm still alive
I must find my meaning
Don't fear destiny
Don't fear fate
What else is there
To say?
I lay here alone
I stare into thin air
Wandering my dreams
I don't know what I want
I don't know what's right
I look into your light
That you shine
Maybe it's not too soon
to say
It's not that I don't care
I must find my meaning
I must do so alone
So alone
Don't miss my words
Don't miss my self
Nothing's forever
Time and space are measurements
I lay here alone
I cry into thin air
Wandering my dreams
I don't know what I want
I don't know what's right
I look into your light
that you shine
Maybe it's not too late
To say
Nothing's forever
Time and space are measurements
Except for one thing
Lasting eternal
Maybe it's not too late
To say
What is there
To say?
I should say
Love
I love you
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What Do You See?
Do you see a song,
A peal of your soul,
Showing what you long,
A single opaque sound,
To know you belong?
Do you see a tear,
A cry of lonliness,
Reflecting your fear,
Only you and your shadow,
No one else here.
Do you see a hope,
A guiding light,
When you can't cope,
Darkness is banished,
Calming the scope.
Or is the moon a mirror,
A window to the heart,
Making all clearer,
To the answer to be found,
Bringing you nearer...
To the meaning of yourself.
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Description Challenge - Sunsky
Description challenge!
Describe a person without mentioning their hair colour, eye colour, height and clothes. - WA-Writersblock

I'm using my cat characters, Sunchaser and Brackenpath, so I won't mention fur color, fur length, eyes, height, or markings.
     Sunsky looked at Brackenpath, and felt her breath be taken away. It was as if she was seeing him again for the first time. He smiled at her. Her eyes were drawn to his neat, white teeth. She looked at the one canine that was slighty longer than the other, and stuck out a little from his lips, giving him a surly, bad tom look. And when he grinned, it gave him a look of asymetry, that gave him further distinction from every other regular ol' cat. She was so distracted by it, that she barely heard him speak.
     "Hello, Sunsky. I see the last few decades have treated you well." Sunsky could only stare, open mouthed. She looked at his cute little pink nose. She had often teased
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Literature
Canid-kin: Chapter 1
Chapter 1
For the Good
     "I know you are probably wondering why you were recruited, why you were called here. You were called here because you are the best of the best in the Highland County Police Department. You all should have received a letter giving a summary of the current situation. The bottom line is, one of the experimental subjects that we have assumed to be dead has been spotted in the rural area bordering the Black Pass mountains. We need all of your cooperation to rid the area of this threat."
     Kiki looked around, thoroughly bored. She was in uniform, the star on her jacket denoting her status as Captain. She was the only woman in the group, the rest all men. She looked at the speaker. He was obviously a man of power, in a black suit and tie, standing straight and proper. He had short cut black hair, and dark eyes. Kiki was drawn to his hands, which he was using to point at the projection behind him. They were
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Spirit Life: Prologue
Prologue
How it All Began
     In the beginning, there were six beings that formed from ether, nonmaterial, but existant. Ouryuu, Seiryuu, Suzaku, Byakko, Genbu, and Kirin. They all were of seperate energies. Ouryuu, a great yellow serpent of the center, the being of earth energy. Seiryuu, the great blue dragon of the east, the being of wood energy. Suzaku, the great red phoenix of the south, the being of fire energy. Byakko, the great white tiger of the west, the being of metal energy. Genbu, the great black tortoise of the north, the being of water energy. And Kirin, the great opalescent unicorn of the no where, the being of void energy. The six lived in complete harmony, all complimenting and balancing each other.
     However, the six became lonely and contemplative, wanting to find the answer to their existance. They spoke at length, for many days and nights, debating what they should do with their existance. All but one agr
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I Know Why The Moon Cries:2 RD
Chapter 2
Diplomacy
Diplomacy is a funny thing. Done with good intentions, it can improve the situation, bring new alliances, and make new friends.
[9/7/10 -Today I made the Forum for the Talented and Gifted, for future use as a reference site for us that are Talented, for other Talented to hopefully gather, and also as a possible place for me and my group to talk to a group of Talented that we believe to exist, due to evidence of them erecting a shield in Earthen's mind, intrusion in my mind, and intrusion in Obsidian's mind. I will NOT tolerate anyone intruding in my mind without permission. However, I worry that this may be a misunderstanding, their way of trying to protect us, and trying to get our attention. If it is a misunderstanding, I hope to solve this, Talents should be working TOGETHER, not apart.
-As of today, I can transfer energy, use energy for attacks and increasing or decreasing my shield, and I can see auras within people's minds, and in real life, and
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I Know Why The Moon Cries: Ch1
Chapter 1
The Start
If I had known, had any idea of what I was getting into, when I first spoke to Dakoushimaru...
     I closed my eyes, and envisioned a dark room. I had read online prior to this, to find your daemon, you must invite them in, and close the door behind them, as so they do not feel unwelcome. You'd have to feel them come in, and be precise, so you do not close the door too soon, or you would never hear froom them again. I had heard his voice yelling at me a few days prior, when I made a careless mistake while cooking. "You idiot!" I knew he had to be real. And if this works... I'd never be lonely again. I called out, mentally, in the dark room. "Are you there? Please, come in!!! I felt something enter. Another presence. Me. But not me. I  closed the door immediately. I couldn't let him leave me!
     "Why did you do that?" The me but not me asked. I responded, "So you would not l
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Canid-kin: Prologue
Prologue
With Foxes and Ferals
     The grass wove to and fro from the soft wind. The trees whispered to their neighbors. Except for the plants, no sign of life was visible. The glow of sunset was visible through the trees, a fiery color, setting the sky aflame. Small wisps of mist rose from the dark forest floor. There was not enough colors for it to be fall, and too many leaves to be spring. Suddenly, there was a rush of gray and brown, as a rabbit fled the scene, its large back legs slamming into the ground. Its eyes were wide with terror, an eerie light in them. Then it was gone, and the forest was silent once more. Suddenly more creatures flashed by with the same terror in their movements and eyes. Graceful does and bucks flashed by, with rodents barely avoiding their cloven hooves, the grass flattened and crushed. There were small lights falling, little pieces of stars, glowing faintly. Birds flocked above, their cries sharp and piercing. All birds
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Of the lips.
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More deeper then that.
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No matter which gender.
It is a seal of love
Between two lovers
As they say their "I do"s.
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Between the people
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As your breathing
Began to wane.
Trying not to let
The tears fall.
I always loved listening
To the beat of your heart,
That muscle in your chest.
It always sounded so strong.
So tell me please,
Why is reality so wrong?
Why is it that your heart
Now sounds so weak?
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you, putting my hand across your heart.
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standing in front of me,
hair of chocolate and caramel curls,
legs sturdy and straight
chest held high,
no expression.
But the eyes,
seep into the darkest night.
It makes my body long for you.
And the love I give you…
shatters my soul,
into a billion pieces.
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The hurt that disappears when that person smiles at you.
You must realize, love is not hurt.
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Love is not sitting alone, wishing for a chance.
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now unravel your mind.
unravel your mind and feel.
feel how good it was to be loved. how high your heart had lifted itself and how beautiful the world was when he was in it. feel how your head would spin and your heart would fly when he put hi hands on you. feel how his voice was like a song to you. how hard it was to keep yourself from being uplifted when you k
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I try to push the words off my tongue, but they seem to be stuck now, blocked by the shock of my initial outburst. Sensing my hesitation, he seized hold of my head and grasped it tightly, forcing me to look at him. I tried to break free, startled as I was by the suddenness of his actions, but his strength overcame my frail attempts.
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Riko-JOKH
Riko
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I'm actually going to church tomorrow. I can't remember if the mass starts at 9 or 10... It takes quite a bit over an hour to get there, and I'd like some leeway time anyway, so I'll leave around 7am. I'm going to ask if I can head the relief nursery, like my mom used to. Pretty much what I'd be doing is watching over young children of churchgoers if they don't do well in a church, or they simply only want to go to Liturgy of the Word (which is the gospel for children) Well, why all of a sudden? Why start going there when I haven't been to church in months? Well it was odd, had an impulse to walk there, out of the blue, Friday evening. I didn't expect anyone to be there. It was stations of the cross night, so the Father was there. AND he recognized me. @______@ which, surprised me, since my hair is a lot different since I last came to the church, which was.... jeez... a year ago. It was awkward, I think he could tell I don't practice anymore. But, it was just... purposeful. Like I was meant to be there. I walked all the way there and all the way home, with little problems. It was...2.6 miles one way. So over 5 miles overall. -looking at church website- ok, mass is at 10:30. Lessee... 20 minutes per mile (approx), and considering the terrain is rough (over hills and stuff) so add time... so yeah, a bit over an hour. hmm. I'll leave around 9 then. But yeah, going there got me thinking, and it brought me to thinking of the relief nursery that my mom used to run. As far as I'm aware, no one has been running it. If I could, hell, that'd get me volunteer hours, but also something to do, something that I feel is USEFUL. Taking care of kids is useful. And it'll be good for me, I do miss hanging out with kids when I volunteered for the elementary school. -laughs- I may be twice their age, but I just can let go, goof off with kids, just for once... be silly. Not have to make sense. Not have to worry about explanations, or complicated things. -chuckles- probably why kids love me, I don't mind being silly with them XDDDDD It'll be fun.... IF I can do it, if Father would let me, if anyone would show up. XP I have a feeling I can though. -smiles- For once I'm actually OPTIMISTIC about this, which is a change -is a pessimist by nature- It'll be nice. It's my home church, so a part of me will always be there. But... -ear twitches, looks a little distant- it's a bit different though. And I'll never look at it the same, either. Just as my big sis never will. I mean, I share similar sentiments as her. She had said, "If there was a God, he wouldn't have let me be molested in his own house." I don't think exactly that, but to me, there'll always be a bit of a dark connotation to church. Hence why I haven't gone in....a long time. It's just not the same as it was when I was young, naive, innocent. And yet I'm WILLINGLY returning. Well, I remember what it was like for me and my big sis. The nursery was safe for us, and we helped out with the younger kids. So, that part is still safe and untainted to me. Hence why it's okay for me to be there. But main church? And mass? -shakes head- naw. My beliefs don't correlate with Catholicism much anymore. But I want to help the kids, and teach them Catholicism, as it is a good faith. -looks at how long this journal is, decides to shut up and stop ranting, and get some sleep- well, it'll be fun.
  • Listening to: Sleeping Wolves (Wolf's Rain soundtrack)
  • Reading: Merchant of Venice
  • Watching: computer screen (yeah, boring)
  • Playing: HeartGold
  • Eating: stirfry and chocolate -drool-
  • Drinking: lotsa orange juice

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Sorenkou-Kakui-Renn Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2011   Writer
Do it. Write a journal about :iconsorenkou-kakui-renn: ! XDDDDDDD -from someone unknown
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Riko-JOKH Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2011
when I have time XD
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Sorenkou-Kakui-Renn Featured By Owner Feb 24, 2011   Writer
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Watch it! See how wolves are not evil! :iconwolfplz: I am not evil!!!! XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
Please? Watch it. XDDDDDD See how I bond with Jamie, how scared I was...-wonders what you see on the screen, XP-
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Riko-JOKH Featured By Owner Feb 24, 2011
I see you, fairly shy, bonding with Jamie, learning to loosen up a bit. The antics of Cormatz and his sister are funny. XD You all are really fluffy -glomps, pets XD-
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Dragongirl113 Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2011  Student Artist
POKEE!! XDD
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Riko-JOKH Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2011
oxo why you poking me?! -pokes back, mwahahaha!-
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Dragongirl113 Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2011  Student Artist
because I missed u on ur other account silly XD
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Riko-JOKH Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2011
oh XD go poke Soren! -pushes you-
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-^^- no problem Sissy
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