vincent part 2~7~ A rude awakening.vincent part 2
The motion of the mule stopped at the sharp bark of a command. The command came from a voice very much unlike any bandit Vincent knew. In fact Vincent almost recognized the voice. Not quite but almost. It rasped on his ears like a file finding the dull edge of a blade. He found himself being unceremoniously deposited on the floor with a grunt as hands roughly picked him up and tossed him off the mule. The mule not liking the way it was being treated evidently bit someone hard because there was a yelp, a curse and then the cry of pain as someone hit the mule in the nose. Sudden light filled Vincent's vision a
vincent part 1~Prelude~ The beginning.vincent part 1
The grass of the town square is browned and patchy after a long hot summer with little to no rain. A casual viewer can barely distinguish the blood stains on the dark soil. Blood from the throat of the mayor Elden Redcloak who was murdered by the bandit chief Alferic while horrified villagers looked on. One might suppose the bandits thought to cow the peasants into submission by murdering their leader in cold blood. One might further suppose they had good reason to think this since Stonedale was a rustic backwater village of no more than one hundred seventy souls. The villagers were mostly composed of wor
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Inspiration.
Content
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Family doesn’t make you who you are, What makes a person who they are is how they look at the world and how they change what they see around them. No amount of bloodline can do that, no matter how prestigious it thinks it is.
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( ' ' ) ~ Sha la la la la ~
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under the blacklight
for writers <3 *Live-Love-Write
*Wanders off to ponder*
the exits are located "here" "here" and "here" make yourself comfy it's going to be one hell of a ride
Anthul
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The revolution has come,
So where is my AK47?
And where is the flippin' wall?
do you have ~fragile-dreams ?
saw this really interesting link thought I'ld pass it on
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