

The Old Man and the Willow An old man sits on a bench staring out to the horizon. He smiles as he remembers his youth, jumping; playing without a care in the world. The sound of the nearby willow shaking its leaves causes his smile to grow. Here he would swing on its branches and sleep during warm nights. Memories flash forward. Here is where he met his wife, playing hide and seek, knocking her over. She cried and he calmed her. A tear forms at his eye but his smile doesn't fade. Memories so strong race across his mind. He laughs aloud when the image of his son, so young and innocent, squeals in joy as he finds a caterpillar haThe Old Man and the Willow by ~Slyvana


Swish Swish SwishSwish by ~Slyvana
Two skaters fly around the turn. Two lovers. One a man with undying passion and the other a very beautiful woman. The man circles around the woman hoping for that soft kiss while the woman smirks at him. She pretends to fall causing the man to rush to her side to help her up. To his surprise it was just a ploy and she pulls him down to the ice. Smiling she leans over and gives him the kiss he was looking for. They get up and continue skating around the rink holding eachother's hand enjoying the cold air.
Swish Swish
There could not be a more perfect day


Lair of the Wyrm An acrid smoke fills the sky. Ruins of a once prosperous city now lay scatteredLair of the Wyrm by ~Slyvana
about like children's blocks. A deafening silence stretches across the wasted city, leaving one to wonder if life ever existed here. Rubble shifted and fell from a once proud manor. From the wreckage a lone figure climbs out. Dazed and confused he looks about himself for any serious wounds. Save for a few cuts and bruises the ash-covered man is apparently well. Wincing the man rose to his feet and looked around. What lay before his eyes rendered him speechless. His once fair city now made a mockery of its former self. No


Stupid Tail... It thwacks me each time.Stupid Tail... by ~DizzyTestament
A horrible pain in the---
Why won't you just STOP!?!


Oneword : Edition I write for a paper that knows the lives of others. That tells a story waiting to burst out into immortal flames. As immortal as carbon copies can make things. When flipping through the pages of black and white I can see a whole new world waiting to be discovered. To be understood. To be seen through new eyes.Oneword : Edition by ~DizzyTestament
Took me a while to figure it was you. XP
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I believe I have a wise soul...
I just sound like an idiot.
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