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In the GroveWhile passing through the olive groves, Green branches hung with summer's fruit, Through trodden dirt where nothing grows, Save trees in rows of common suit, I saw the mountains roll away, In waves of never-ending trees, Leaves stirring like the gentle spray, Of mild, windblown, choppy seas, I taste the heat of Spanish air, Baked dry beneath the Spanish sun, Horizons tinged like auburn hair, Windblown, throughout the heavens flung, Like soldiers on a battlefield, Skies red with war, the tension high, Each locked in form, no sword or shield, But only oliv In the Grove
by ~Aachyan

Yuta: Part 16The impact of the salty sea air was as dramatic as a blow to the head. In an instant, the world was filled with the roar of a million deafening sounds. Thunder rolled threateningly overhead as the heavy mist and wind whistled and swirled around him. The driving rain pounded the steel vessel like a million hammers on a tin roof, nearly drowning out the static of many men simultaneously shouting orders, pleas, and swears. The boat leaned precariously under Yuta's titanic weight. Once he broke the water's surface, his weight become more dense, slowing the pull of the net.
Yuta saw his chance. He could spy the top of net, Yuta: Part 16
by ~Aachyan

In Blackened RoomsIn blackened rooms on light-strewn streets, Beneath the starless haze of night, In cities famed to never sleep, Each abuzz, yet all alike, One in the same, each concrete star, Shining upon a blackened orb, Their lights grow dim, then fade to dark, In contrast to my hearts accord, Surrounded by the burn and blaze, The constant roar of city squares, I wait in but a lonely daze, For whom I pine, none can compare, In blackened rooms on light-strewn streets, Kissed by the glow of heaven's stars,
Where angles rest their heads and sleep, Close in my heart, and In Blackened Rooms
by ~Aachyan

Yuta: Part 15Mt. Fuji. Even from many miles away, Yuta could almost feel the presence of the volcanic entity that had been his home for centuries.
He had been swimming non-stop for hours, lost in a trance of concentration, determination, and more than a little anxiety. It felt good to swim. It had been a couple years since Yuta had made a non-business venture out into the wide open waters of the Pacific, but he relished the sensation. Finally, after wasting a good month of summer cooped up in the lair for most of his time, he could stretch his legs and get some real exercise. The water was cool and refreshing in contrast to the characteristic Yuta: Part 15
by ~Aachyan

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Master of RavensMaster of Ravens

1 My little brother is nine years old the first time I decide to kill him.
During the night, snow fell over the jagged wreckage of our land. In the morning I realize he will follow me outside if I call to him. Like an awkward-limbed colt he’ll stumble through the snowdrifts, and I can leave him to the ice and wind in the shadow of a three-walled building. No one will see me. Our father will think he has gotten lost on his own. I too will cry when they find his body. When the mourning is done, however, I will be my father's true and only son. ‘Cam,’ he will call to me, and I’ Master of Ravens
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Shogun Orochi's Search prt10He studied the soul before him. Souls weren’t visible, tangible things. They were purely spiritual. It was unknown where in the body the soul resided. But Orochi had the gift of being able to see souls. How else was he to find the souls cut loose from bodies struck down by the Sacred Sword? Souls took a variety of forms to him. Most appeared as balls of energy like the one before him while some took their bodily form. The soul before him shrank back and Orochi figured it was because he was imposing and not seen often, despite his considerable fame. The shogun sighed loudly and started to transform. After the change was complete, he stood Shogun Orochi's Search prt10
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Almost there!

Sun Nov 22, 2009, 2:34 AM

I miss Bobby.

As settled, tame, and more or less boring as my days have become here in Tokyo, my heart is aflutter with excitement. Less than four weeks will bring me back home, to Bobby. In the meantime, I have oodles of presentations, exams, and a field trip or two to distract from the pain and angst of counting days in an impatient frenzy.

As for the writing...well, its coming. My fancy struck a more poetic mood as of late, and despite the recent (tiny) breakthrough I made in my actual story, there's still a loooong way to go. It would be nice to finish this one.

For those who are counting with me: 26 days!!!! TWENTY SIX! 26262626262626262626262626!!! 2222222222222222222226666666666666666666 666!

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