Finished!I finished my story.
Thank you sugar rush and goodby, going to sleep now.
Right now I don't think it would do my self esteem any good to proofread it so I shut my brain down and go into sleep mode.
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My own choiceMy own choiceMy own choice
Tears of Joy, Tears of Sadness dropping down my cheeks in Silence
The grip on heart and soul released the joy of days past so live in memory the horrors faint as if not mine
Before me a future blinding but not bright filled with decisions that don’t feel right and the moment where I will rue my plight.
But stayed I here
my Tears of Sadness would still fall and mizzle into the river of regret created by the tears of a thousand weepers insignificant to all but the one from whom they fall
I made my choi
by ~Turlok
Of Misshappened Heroes_FinalOF MISSHAPPENED HEROESOf Misshappened Heroes_Final
Chapter 1: Unlikely Heroes (Part 4 and Final)
Screams of pain. Blood on the wall. Flies crawling over stray bits of flesh and the bloodied tools of the trade. This torture chamber is the cities place of healing. Here all those come whose case is hopeless and their purse thin.
Nicknamed Butcher, the citizens could not have found a better name for the resident quack. Burly, hairy and at no times convinced that his patients are the least bit different than cows he casts a wary eye at his newest customers. In his own mind they might have been classified as Calf, healthy fur, bad
by ~Turlok
Chains of Body and MindCruelty to Angels Contest (for SozokuReed) By TurlokChains of Body and Mind
Chains of Body and Mind
A cold damp cell, small and dirty. A single girl is chained to the wall. How long has she been here? Hours? Days? She can’t remember. The only thing that breaks the silent monotony are the screams of tortured creatures echoing faintly through the halls.
Motionless she hangs there, unable to sleep, but at the same time unable to stay awake, constantly drifting through a nightmarish daydream. Rats scurry between her bare feet, brushing against her legs while they nibble on silky white feathers lying on the ground, ins
by ~Turlok
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For what is left if you take away the strength of a warrior?
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