The Rabbit and the Magician by Karma-Luna0016, literature
Literature
The Rabbit and the Magician
In a large forest in large glen in a large estate there once lived a man and his son. Twice a year the man would leave his isolated home in the woods away from his beloved roses, the tantalizing fresh air and charming scullery maids to venture out on month long tours about the country. For you see, the man was the most famed illusionist of his time and people came from across the globe to see him perform. Once he returned he would ration out his earnings over the next several months, careful to set away a large amount for his only son. He trained his son endlessly in the trade of illusion and trickery in the hopes that he too might show promi
The Runner: Chapter 1 by Karma-Luna0016, literature
Literature
The Runner: Chapter 1
They all stared at the television screen in disbelief. Americans burning their own flag, streets just like their own erupting into chaos. Cautiously reaching for the remote, one brave individual turned up the volume and the news anchor's voice poured out of the speakers loud and clear.
"In a shocking state of events the tension caused from the loss of the allied powers in World War III has resulted in the former Democrats or as they will now be known the Bureaucracy, and the former Republicans now referred to as the Autocracy, to declare war on one another. This ladies and gentlemen, is the start of conflict on American soil, a conflict that
The Maiden, The Shaman and ... by Karma-Luna0016, literature
Literature
The Maiden, The Shaman and ...
Once upon a time there was a lovely maiden with flowing black locks and a taunting smile. Her fair skin was the color of milk and honey and her demeanor was as sweet. So striking was the dark haired goddess that men came from here and yonder to woo her. And for a time, she was happy. She courted suitor after suitor in hopes to find someone who sparked her fancy. And as the days tread on she grew further and further into boredom and melancholy until she ran away from the village she knew and the men that lusted for her into the woods. While in the midst of the cypress and oak she stumbled upon a poor injured wench who had been badly abused and
To my dearest,
This should come as no surprise to you that once again I am at a loss for words. However, there are things that must be said and I feel as though I would be doing a disservice to myself remaining silent. The last time we spoke, and I use the term loosely, I was somewhat prepared to disclose the full extent of my interests in your wellbeing until two particular statements of yours caught my attention. The first being that you felt my attention to you was sudden, that perhaps you've been neglected. This could not have been further from the truth. I have had my eye on you for quite some time. I did my best to remain invisible, a
Hide and Seek: Part One by Karma-Luna0016, literature
Literature
Hide and Seek: Part One
She hung up the phone and sank to the bathroom floor feeling an unwelcome burst of cold throughout her body. She felt terribly ill and quickly turned the shower on to disguise the sound of her vomiting. It wasn't natural to tell untruths to a bond mate. Usually she couldn't lie or even tell half-truths without being instantly caught in the act. But more pressing matters had to be attended to and she refused to be an unnecessary burden. What else could she have done? Cried? Poured out her frustrations? Said that she wanted to die? Asked what was wrong with her? Asked why every time she thought she had done something right it turned out to be j
The Rabbit and the Magician by Karma-Luna0016, literature
Literature
The Rabbit and the Magician
In a large forest in large glen in a large estate there once lived a man and his son. Twice a year the man would leave his isolated home in the woods away from his beloved roses, the tantalizing fresh air and charming scullery maids to venture out on month long tours about the country. For you see, the man was the most famed illusionist of his time and people came from across the globe to see him perform. Once he returned he would ration out his earnings over the next several months, careful to set away a large amount for his only son. He trained his son endlessly in the trade of illusion and trickery in the hopes that he too might show promi
The Runner: Chapter 1 by Karma-Luna0016, literature
Literature
The Runner: Chapter 1
They all stared at the television screen in disbelief. Americans burning their own flag, streets just like their own erupting into chaos. Cautiously reaching for the remote, one brave individual turned up the volume and the news anchor's voice poured out of the speakers loud and clear.
"In a shocking state of events the tension caused from the loss of the allied powers in World War III has resulted in the former Democrats or as they will now be known the Bureaucracy, and the former Republicans now referred to as the Autocracy, to declare war on one another. This ladies and gentlemen, is the start of conflict on American soil, a conflict that
The Maiden, The Shaman and ... by Karma-Luna0016, literature
Literature
The Maiden, The Shaman and ...
Once upon a time there was a lovely maiden with flowing black locks and a taunting smile. Her fair skin was the color of milk and honey and her demeanor was as sweet. So striking was the dark haired goddess that men came from here and yonder to woo her. And for a time, she was happy. She courted suitor after suitor in hopes to find someone who sparked her fancy. And as the days tread on she grew further and further into boredom and melancholy until she ran away from the village she knew and the men that lusted for her into the woods. While in the midst of the cypress and oak she stumbled upon a poor injured wench who had been badly abused and
To my dearest,
This should come as no surprise to you that once again I am at a loss for words. However, there are things that must be said and I feel as though I would be doing a disservice to myself remaining silent. The last time we spoke, and I use the term loosely, I was somewhat prepared to disclose the full extent of my interests in your wellbeing until two particular statements of yours caught my attention. The first being that you felt my attention to you was sudden, that perhaps you've been neglected. This could not have been further from the truth. I have had my eye on you for quite some time. I did my best to remain invisible, a
Hide and Seek: Part One by Karma-Luna0016, literature
Literature
Hide and Seek: Part One
She hung up the phone and sank to the bathroom floor feeling an unwelcome burst of cold throughout her body. She felt terribly ill and quickly turned the shower on to disguise the sound of her vomiting. It wasn't natural to tell untruths to a bond mate. Usually she couldn't lie or even tell half-truths without being instantly caught in the act. But more pressing matters had to be attended to and she refused to be an unnecessary burden. What else could she have done? Cried? Poured out her frustrations? Said that she wanted to die? Asked what was wrong with her? Asked why every time she thought she had done something right it turned out to be j
A Soulful Goodnight
If anyone had asked her, Rose would have said that she was tired of drifting.
It was 11:49, pm, and she had been trying to sleep for hours. Her head hurt, pounded in rhythm with the tempo of her heart. Her pulse fluttered dangerously slow at the curve of her neck, though her blood seemed to be pumping infinitely faster.
Groaning, she tried to open her eyes, focusing on the ceiling of her room that was spinning faster than a red and green top on Christmas.
It didn't hurt, exactly, but she couldn't get up, nor could she pull herself out of this dream-ridden daze that her kind appropriately named "drifting".
Not as
Listless
Will you kiss me goodnight,
Even if I can't say "I love you"?
Far away, the sky tonight-
It's so damn purple,
That (my) tears,
Fall into your eyes.
Has the earth ever Seen?
Without it's eyes open,
Two souls so like this;
Craving depravation,
(Desolation)
Destruction.
Is 1 thousand miles,
Really so close?
To be able to touch you;
Is not so much of a sacrifice,
Now that I cannot see you,
Any longer.
Even if I were to
(leave)
Stay. Would the sky
Change colors again?
Would this (cherry-colored heartache)
Cease to exist for (us?)
For me.
And if the ground threw us
Together, would I be able to say
Good-bye,
Wit
Current Residence: Asparas Favourite genre of music: Ska Favourite photographer: I do enjoytaking pictures... Favourite style of art: black and white MP3 player of choice: Zune Favourite cartoon character: Sailor Moon (is attacked by people calling her lame) Personal Quote: "My innocence was burned and a pheonix of sin rose in it's place"
Favourite Visual Artist
the same as my favorite writer
Favourite Movies
Taken (for now)
Favourite TV Shows
Say Yes to the Dress and anything else wedding related
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Lady Gaga
Favourite Writers
um myself...or arina...or kari...or (lists off a bunch of talented friends)
Borrowed from ~arinarising (https://www.deviantart.com/arinarising) and :iconcataclysmicdisaster:
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot.
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.
Day Ten: One confession.
A confession? I'm not really sure what to say. To be honest I've been dreading this one. I mean maybe I could write about enbracing Wicca. Maybe I could wri
Borrowed from ~arinarising (https://www.deviantart.com/arinarising) and :iconcataclysmicdisaster:
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot.
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.
Day Ten: One confession.
This is an easy one.
:O_o: :blush:
Borrowed from ~arinarising (https://www.deviantart.com/arinarising) and :iconcataclysmicdisaster:
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot.
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.
Day Ten: One confession.
Oh my goodness, turn ons? Really? Well I guess I'll just have to cross my legs and try not to get too excited. Haha just kidding :D
1. Being well spoken
I