When there is nothing left to burn...I have always found this apt for a farewell:
To absent friends, lost loves, old gods and the seasons of mists. And may each and everyone of us always give the devil his due.
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The Sundog: Chapter 1The SundogThe Sundog: Chapter 1
Chapter 1
It’s hot. It’s July and you’d never know it could get this hot. The days are bearable; you open a window, take a shower, drink a beer, and somehow you forget that outside there’s steam rising from the pavement and dogs with swollen tongues and bulging eyes dying in the backseats of cars. The days are bearable, but the nights are hell. You wake up gasping. Drowning. The scraps of sheet covering the mattress and the limp pillow under your neck are smothering you, holding you down and gagging you. You toss them to the ground in a fit and claw uselessly at your
by ~thesundog
With Regards to Max BrooksZombies. Decaying, flesh eating, living impaired sons-ah-bitches. Zombies, as many important scholars have noted, are the leading cause of death for chronically stupid people, the only things that can multiply faster than Mexicans, and will be prominent figures in the coming apocalypse. Zombies are also how all of my misfortunes began.With Regards to Max Brooks
To this date very little is known about zombies. The vast amount of research performed on captured test subjects has yielded little clarity and proved inconclusive at best. With this in mind, and in the face of the imminent zombie death war, I decided to better educate myself on my elusive enemy; everybo
by ~thesundog
glossHis life was perfect. He was unhappy.gloss
In a town as small as his, there was never anything to do. The only entertainment he ever found was watching the snow fall. He loved to watch the snow fall in its soft and slow rhythm. He would walk to the river bank and sit in the cold, watching the specks of snow nestle on each other until the ground was covered with a thin sheet of powder. While he walked he did his best to leave the pristine snow undisturbed. Sometimes he would walk with his friends, but they would shout and laugh and throw rocks at the trees to watch piles of snow fall from the branches, or throw themselves in it and ta
by ~thesundog
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because I really want to see Zombieland!
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"I wasnt expecting that. Well, no you dont have to make it rain. If i was a lost puppy then id be confused and alone and theres nothing fun about being confused and alone. Your asking for trouble if your confused and alone and out in the rain"
we rped once, maybe we could continue sometime?
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my eyes couldn't lie...
..In the end, we all fade back into darkness...
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"I wasnt expecting that. Well, no you dont have to make it rain. If i was a lost puppy then id be confused and alone and theres nothing fun about being confused and alone. Your asking for trouble if your confused and alone and out in the rain"
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-Travis: 忍者
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Undermine their pompous authority, reject their moral standards, make anarchy and disorder your trademarks. Cause as much chaos and disruption as possible, but don’t let them take you ALIVE.
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Undermine their pompous authority, reject their moral standards, make anarchy and disorder your trademarks. Cause as much chaos and disruption as possible, but don’t let them take you ALIVE.
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Undermine their pompous authority, reject their moral standards, make anarchy and disorder your trademarks. Cause as much chaos and disruption as possible, but don’t let them take you ALIVE.
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"Nothing captures human interest like human tragedy." - Dan Brown
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