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THE PURPOSE OF THIS NEW ACCOUNT IS FOR LITERATURE.
I feel it deserves it's own account... ENJOY!


: The Storyteller :People praise those who write things that are full of meaning, Powerful, Deep. But I dont write those things. I cant write those things. Im not sure why, but all that ever flows from my mind are pretty words about a fantasy world with non-existing characters. I dont really try to put meaning to it. I dont try to add any extra symbolism. I just write. I dont try to change the world with my work, But I create new worlds, In which one can always imagine. Maybe that reflects a lot about my self. More than I realized. But h: The Storyteller :


: So Tired :Im tired of it. Tired of acting like it doesnt bother me. Tired of having to put on a mask in front of my friends. Tired of having to defend people who just throw more shit into my life. Tired of the world ravaging apart my family and turning us against each other, showing sides of people Ive never known existed. Im tired of not being able to say anything. Tired of when I do people scream and shout and nothing gets solved. Im tired of not being able say exactly what I mean. Im tired of everyone else being so ignorant to thin: So Tired :


: The Return : When someone close to you dies, people expect you to be sad. But what I experienced wasnt sadness, but numbness. Like the thick ice thats held you up all these years suddenly cracked and plunged you into the icy depth below, and struggling, the freezing water pulling all the life out of you, into your mouth and nose, suffocating you until theres nothing left. But numbness. Thats how I felt. Sure at first, it doesnt really sink in. Then when it does, its like a parasite, feeding off of your guilt and g: The Return :


: A Bit Tighter Grasp 2 : Pulling me gently, Gabriel led me further into the city. The flashy colors and markets began to disappear, being replaced by stone homes scrunched together. A large, tiered tower rose before us. Elaborately carved, it seemed almost out of place among the simplistic people of the desert, a sharp reminder of a much more complex people from the ancient past. As we got closer, I could see the stone was made of a completely different material than the rest of the city. It was older, more precious. The other buildings had been built around it. It was the center of the great stone city, its heart. &nbs: A Bit Tighter Grasp 2 :


If I Were A LineIf I were a line I think Id be curled, billowed and swirled, and slowly unfurled. Id sweep over a page, if I were a line, with the wind in my hair, and my heart laid bare. Thats what Id be, if I were a line.If I Were A Line
If I were a spot Id be round and fat (now how about that?) like an old, well-fed cat. Id have drizzled and dropped, if I were a spot, pittering and pattering with a slight hint of smattering. Thats what Id be, if I were a spot.
If I were a colour I
Could I ask you for a huge favour...? Could you take a look at "Deny the Word" in my gallery? It's just that, I'm going to be attempting to get the finished novel published and that's the first chapter. Advanced Critique would be amazing because you're got talent ^_^'
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Rhys Williams of ~teamTARDIS
Beast of ~The-Brotherhood
Original Porthos and founding member of ~the-musketeers
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Good Luck on your novel! I hope all goes well!
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I don't think I'm an amazing writer by any means, but I'm trying. Having finished university just a few days ago I can focus on it more!
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Rhys Williams of ~teamTARDIS
Beast of ~The-Brotherhood
Original Porthos and founding member of ~the-musketeers
/-/ I solemly swear that I am up to no good! S.B. \-\
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..::~All for One and One for All~::..
Rhys Williams of ~teamTARDIS
Beast of ~The-Brotherhood
Original Porthos and founding member of ~the-musketeers
/-/ I solemly swear that I am up to no good! S.B. \-\
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