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A Hole in the WebYears have past Your screen name always gray Never bold blackA Hole in the Web
You fell between the silk of the web, and into a memory hole
Where are you now?
Along another path of the beam?
I go about on mine, and if ka should will it, then we shall meet again.
by ~renraku
Clouds on the HorizonThe forest was filled with death, this day. Predator killed prey. Bear killed lamb. Man killed men. It made little difference out here which was which. In the end, it made no great difference at all.Clouds on the Horizon
He knew his useful time was almost over. The thrill of battle had dulled to the routine of swinging his axes in the vicinity of the enemy. The ever-changing and elusive enemy. Yesterday, foreign invaders were on the menu. Today, it's the instigators of domestic unrest.
A militia?
Those whelps with naught but fa
by ~renraku
Thunder from AboveThe dry desert air blew around them with all the ire of a dragon's breath. There were no rolling dunes in this desert, oh no, this was a desert much more sinister. It was the kind of place you might go for a picnic, only to realize that you had gone just a little too far. People died just outside of town, a stone's throw away from the lifesaving waters of the fountains. So, in legend, this desert was cursed.Thunder from Above
Cursed not by those above, but cursed by the mortals. Cursed in its creation and execution.
Making it the perfect place to go to escape the city guard. &nbs
by ~renraku
Eternal CitizenshipThe story begins with a glass breaking, and a little girl looking towards the sound. The sound came from an old house, of the large and stereotypical variety. Only in this particular story, the grass and yard was decently maintained. The owner must have had enough money to cover lawn care services. Of course, no one had seen him for some time. She knew this because she asked her dad about it later that night.Eternal Citizenship
"You know the old house, over by the stop sign? Does anyone live there?"
"Well, someone has to pay the lawnmower men and trash collectors. &
by ~renraku
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- Current Residence: Norris, TN (Near Knoxville)
- Interests: Little bit of everything. Anime, video games, sushi, you name it.
- Favourite movie: End of Evangelion
- Favourite genre of music: Techno, trance, things of the sort.
- Skin of choice: Whatever I happen to be born with.
- Favourite gaming platform: I usually game from a chair. Or somethimes my bed or floor.
- Tools of the Trade: (drawn out zombie voice) Brains.
- AIM: azurerenraku
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Here's to the hope that you become as big as some of the other literary juggernauts around here, I really like your stuff.
Definitely putting you on my watch-list.
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