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          He sat amongst the spires of the church. Rough shingles dug into his back and bottom, chilling him a little despite the leather and hide of his trousers. He checked his quarrels for the thousandth time, barely disturbed as they were counted. Long nimble fingers drifted over ten smooth shafts of wood, their soft fletching tingling against his palm, and tickling the ends of his fingers. They provided comfort, a sense of normalcy despite everything that had been changing of late. A normalcy which diminished as feathers gave way to light metal, chilled by the evening and sending a shiver up his arm. Silver, brass, and tempered glass; th

           You saw me for the first time today, even though I've been watching you for years.  Observing you each time you pass by my hiding spot behind the mirror, too busy with your own reflection to notice me, coiled there, quietly inspecting every part of you. How you tortured your hair, what makeup stained your face, and what clothes covered your naked flesh from the world beyond your boundaries. And each day you failed to see me, writhing my approval at this defacement of beauty. Then you would leave and so would I, disappearing behind the mirror, my pincers tucked together tightly.            Yet how we blessed each other! I gifted y

    I wake up feeling hot. Like really hot. Sweltering even. I get out of bed and go take a cool shower. The water's nice. Slowly I let the water evaporate off me into the warm morning air; I feel better.    I walk down the hall into the bedroom and immediately begin to feel hot again. I step inside my room, sweating. Slowly I open my lips, grab them and step out of my skin. Then I hang my skin on the hook next to the door.    Much better. I grab a light shirt, and pair of shorts from my dresser and make my way downstairs for breakfast.    The cupboards are pretty much empty but I manage to get together enough milk and cereal to fill

    I've always hated fast food burgers. They drip with grease and are absolutely disgusting to look at. If manure could be packaged as a palpable food source, burgers would be the form they would take. From behind the counter I watch as Josh flips patty after patty, careless as he munches on fries from a small bucket. An older gentlemen walks around the corner of the court, and slowly makes his way around the outer ring of restaurants before stopping in front of ours. He looks around the court looking for other patrons. Finally he catches my eye and my face twists into that nasty grimace of customer service. "Can I help you, sir?" His eyes

Shoals of diamonds patrol the depths, Searching for food and a sense of being. Among a family of their kin they drift in the abyss, Their bodies mirroring the twins' beside, above and behind them. Each is an individual, a single entity drawn to their likeness, A mimicry that seems to transcend a basic consciousness. A familial base that makes love seem simple, And affection drab and venomless. Part of a whole but still special. Scars and emotions aren't hidden, Or even kept, but passed through the entirety, A cup of passionately shared brew, Filling with each pass, yet never running over. Because all is shared, and little wasted

Christophe He awoke in a small, dark, and cramped space. He could not move, and he could not feel any of his extremities. He began to panic. He tried to cry out. He tried to move. His voice seemed to catch in his throat, and his arms and legs would not respond to his frenzied commands. Now his terror was truly apparent. Move! MOVE! He screamed and writhed internally. MOVE DAMMIT!!! Then he felt a slight tingling sensation in his hips and shoulders. The feeling began to slowly spread through his upper legs and arms, and then it extended down his calves and from his elbows down. Finally his toes and fingers felt the tingle. But as soon as it r

 It felt good to have so much power. He was quite literally unstoppable. He sorted through his memories to try and remember how he got here. *********** One Hour Previously Sabrina “WHY DID THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN TO HIM!?! TO ME!?! TO US!?!” Sabrina cried out. The empty shell of a building stood in front of her, crumbling in on itself. Her mother walked over to her. “It’s all my fault.” Sabrina sobbed, “I sh- sh- shouldn’t have yelled at him.” She choked between sobs. “Now, now dear.” Her mother sat down beside her, “It wasn’t your fault. It could have happened to anyone. It

September 17, 2009 He slung his single strap backpack onto his shoulder, and walked over to the table. Three items where spread out on the desk; his pistol, a Taurus Millennium, his knife, a KM2000, and a small pile of cash remaining from his last robbery. He slid the gun into a holster attached to his left thigh and his knife into one on his right. He slipped his iPod headphones up under his shirt so that they wouldn’t restrict his movement. Next he counted the bills he had left. One hundred… Two hundred Seventy… Three… He was impressed that he had been able to stay hidden this long from the cops. How many year

He swung his free hand down and swept her legs out from under her. The moonlight gleamed off her skin, given her an angelic appearance. Her eyes shone a bright blue, and her hair cascaded down her back like a silver water fall. She was thin and light, but not frail. “What?” he asked. He carried his bundle over to the bed. “Oh, nothing.” She slowly brought her head close to his. Her lips touched his. He pulled her close; she wrapped her arms around his neck. Abruptly a warm wind gusted into the room throwing around the sheets and drapes. A vase tumbled within the wind. It spun end over end until it collided with a wall

  With a soft thud he landed on the battlement of the citadel. A little chuckle and he dismissed the shimmering wings that had been set into his shoulder blades for the flight. He’d have to thank his sister for those. The young man rose from his crouched position. He was tall and well built. His cheeks bones were sharp but rounded down to slightly pointed chin. His distinct white eyes, ever alert, darted this way and that looking for any sign that he had been spotted. Finding none, he hurdled over the side of the tower down onto the wall. He deftly spun through the air, finishing in a quiet two footed landing twenty feet dow