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Avalon: Prolouge Ver. 2PrologueAvalon: Prolouge Ver. 2
The sun was barely rising above the crest of the world. The birds had just started to greet the dawn, but no other creature stirred; except the Unicorn. She had risen before sunrise, a silent cry of grief causing her to leap from her bed of moss. It was a wail unlike any she had heard before; full of eternal grief and pain.
Now she was awake and traveling through the fog laden forest to the top of Mount Alpha, the Mountain of Beginnings; a sacred place that had witnessed the birth of the world and of magical Creatures such as the Unicorn and her brother the Dragon.
Pip Chronicles Vol. 2Sunday, October 11, 2009 7:48AMPip Chronicles Vol. 2
"Wow, you have been very busy. I have to say I'm pretty impressed with you," Pip says as he materializes on the top of the can of hot chocolate.
"Well, thank you," I smile.
"You got those chapters proofread a lot faster than I thought you would."
"There really wasn't much to go over. I only had four complete chapters and I ended up scrapping that single page I had of chapter four. That, and chapters one through three were pretty solid, they didn't need much work done on them anyway. It was the prologue tha
Pip Chronicles Vol. 1Tuesday, October 06, 2009 4:40amPip Chronicles Vol. 1
I can’t keep a huge yawn from escaping me as I sit down in front on the blank Word document on the screen and absentmindedly stir my hot chocolate. Pip is perched in his favorite spot, precariously balancing on the thin top of the laptop monitor. His outfit is like a photonegative of mine, a pink satin robe, where mine is green, and fluffy green socks, where mine are pink. His neon green hair is tasseled and his emerald eyes only half open. In between his hands he nurses a steaming mug of hot chocolate.
“Please be carful
I'm 22, married to  and we are expecting our first baby in November. I love to read and write both poetry and prose. And I like to pretend I'm a decent photographer. |
NaNoWriMo: IT HAS BEGUN!
Compassion
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"In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep into your heart where it spreads its roots, the answer, and ask yourself, must I write?" ~Rainer Maria Rilke
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It's the beginning of the end.
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"In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep into your heart where it spreads its roots, the answer, and ask yourself, must I write?" ~Rainer Maria Rilke
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Laura... Did you just sit in the popcorn bowl?
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"In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep into your heart where it spreads its roots, the answer, and ask yourself, must I write?" ~Rainer Maria Rilke
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In spring I am gay in handsome array; in summer more clothing I wear; when colder it grows I fling off my clothes; and in winter quite naked appear. What am I?
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"I can't say what I don't know because I don't know what I don't know."
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