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Grrr... restlessI don't know what I want to do, But I need to find out soon. There can't be much time left, It's already half past noon. There's something waiting for me, If only I knew were... Sometimes I forget, Yet even then I care. I dreamed a dream that came true. I feel like I should thank you. There's nothing for me here. There's oh so much to tempt me. I don't know when to leave. I know when to be quiet. Grrr... restless
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I hate the woods... A piercing scream echoed through the trees, shattering the near silence of night. This wasn't the cry of a victim, not at all. This was the call of a hunter, a hunter exulting in the trill of the chase, in the violence soon to come. Its prey was a man, just as it once was. Despite the man's strength and wealth of outdoor experience, he had no chance of survival on his own. Yet he ran anyway. Instinct demanded no less. His feet pounded quickly onto the ground beneath a crunchy layer of snow as he dodged between full grown trees and I hate the woods...
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Ja, Je, and Jo "So, Jo, what should we do today?" "I don't know, Ja. Maybe dinner, Ja?" "Food is nice, Jo. Jo, which way?" "I think there might be some that way, Ja." These two were obviously not well off, being covered in patched rags and dirt, so food was a significant concern. Or it would be, if there were concerned about anything. The twins Ja and Jo had never had family or real friends, had grown up homeless and jobless, and had no sense. They were identical in almost ev Ja, Je, and Jo
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...but death is never the end.Nothing. Then there was a faint sound, several of them, in fact. "...up! ... much time..." The voices suddenly became much clearer with an explosion of light in the vacantness. He breathed for the first time in several minutes. "Sir, we just made it." He sighed with that first breathe. More spots... "Mr. Spiler, can you hear me?" The voice was persistent in existing. "Brandon? Are you alright?" "...you don' ...but death is never the end.
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they've breached the walls!

Tue Oct 6, 2009, 4:43 PM

i seem to be bombarded with realizations(including, but not limited to, the power of people in one's life, the nature of faith, and how language reflects reality). too many thoughts and ideas to write down, yet i still feel slow.

since i'm mentally besieged, i'll simply put here that a goal of mine is to finish the Robber Baron before the end of the year. i'm not too far from done(although i also plan to rewrite the entire part i have uploaded since it greatly displeases me{i haven't uploaded anything since June}). i would be closer, but i found myself writing parts after Robber Baron(which i've decided to call Dreamstone, the actual first part of the greater From Hell on High story arc{the second part is called Nightmare, and the third is still undecided[not like it matters anytime soon]}).

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