Lichborne: ProloguePrologue: TransitionLichborne: Prologue
Power.
Pure power, drawn from countless living souls. It flowed through her veins like liquid lightning. Her body twitched and convulsed, tossed about roughly in the storm of energy. The entire world looked like a fog lit up by green and white lights. She was that light: indivisible, absolute, infinite. With a breath she could level Blackrock Mountain and bring down the very sky upon the helpless world.
A series of grating snarls and hisses surrounded her. Something bit her left wrist—there was no pain—and she moved her hand inside its mouth.
Corruption. It dis
The Window Washer“AHHH! AHHH! AHHH! AHHH! AHHH!”The Window Washer
A muscular man in a grey suit walked towards one wall of the dark room, shouting in a precise pattern. The rhythmic shouts echoed through the still atmosphere of the room. Grey Suit stopped when he felt something against his shoes: the shoes of another man, this one leaning against his chosen wall. While continuing to shout, he kicked the man, not caring what part of him was hit.
The kicked man stirred, saying “You really need a new hobb-”
“C’mon, open ‘em up already or I’ll start shouting again” said Grey Suit. &nbs
One MomentFrom the moment she clicked the trigger, I knew it was over. In that moment all time seemed to come to a halt, allowing me this split-second to gaze upon my demise.One Moment
I looked at the large purple-and-black octagon on which we stood: pristine and showing not a single sign of battle since we’d started. It reminded me of our “master”. Ever watching from beyond, snatching up heroes and villains from worlds unknown and placing them in mortal combat. Blood was shed, bones were broken, minds were traumatized, and lives were lost.
Yet it, like its grand fighting scene, remained untouched, unaffected by the pai
Super Special Surrealist Story, GO!
Depressed
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If the tooth hurts, suck it.
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If the tooth hurts, suck it.
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If the tooth hurts, suck it.
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If the tooth hurts, suck it.
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Your headstone is the last page in the book of your life
'All our lives we sweat and save, building for a shallow grave' - The Doors - The Soft Parade
"family is much more than blood"
!BUISDGAF!
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