AntigonesTears

A little odd, a little silly.

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Children Tales by AntigonesTears, literature

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Children Tales

Twisted tales from childhood once bright. Mystery unveils as candles pierce the night. Listen. Hear them. The sirens in the darkness. And children's feet soon move to meet the temptress. Innocent, naive. As though these words could condemn. Tainted, knowing. As though these denote real wisdom. Watch. See them. The devils in the daylight. And tainted ones soon move to meet this unholy right. Whisper softly children dear and watch the shadows play. We've got all night to spend until the break of day. Touch. Feel them. The waking beyond our reach. Away, away, at break of day, less we lose our speech. Mira 12/2/05

Missing Immortal by AntigonesTears, literature

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Missing Immortal

The dark liquid on the cobblestone streets was a faint reminder. Things had not necessarily had to end like this. Nadesca's eyes traced the contour of the city. Death had overtaken her charge. The murderer: the ghost city that had once been a prominent capitol, a place long forgotten in the history books that only she could bring up true memories for. The day had started out so casual for the small group of four. One hired hand and three nobles that were to be escorted from one city to the next. The women had made the stupid decision of riding off into the forests surrounding the road, much to the annoyance of Nadesca, their escort. By co