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Aspiring author, recent graduate and working on more stuff. Writing is a pretty big passion for me and I'm hoping to take that somewhere one day soon. At the same time I'm trying to live and enjoy life, for there's only one and there's no point in being miserable for the ride.

"This was never about saving the world," said Lissandra. "This was never about saving anyone!"

"Then what was it for?" asked Jarvus. "What did all this chaos serve to bring about?"

"Vengeance."

"... You did all this, you burned down cities, killed millions, put the planet on this irreversible course, for...

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Published 8 years ago

"You're a good guy," they say.

"You're really the best person anyone could ever have around!" they exclaim.

"You're the greatest friend, the brother I've never had," they believe.

I am none of these things. I appear to be, and I play these roles almost to the point that I believe them myself. Yet, each nightfall...

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Published 8 years ago

There is no point to doing anything. Not anymore. All that's left for the old man is a game he's already won. For truly, waiting doesn't require much else but to wait, and he'd been waiting for this moment for the last fifty years. He'd waited for the guns aimed at his head to do it for him. He'd waited for the knives...

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Published 8 years ago

Every swing of her hip caused a soft rumble through the earth. Every sinuous sway of her body sent ripples and waves into the oceans. Her impossible twistings and sensual gyrations brought the stars into perfect formation, each twinkling point in the sky awaiting her command. But it wasn't enough.
Some civilizations...

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Published 8 years ago

It's mesmerizing how her words enrapture me, pouring into my heart with all the sweetness of a gently running river. The world ceases to exist when she speaks, and I am nothing until she does. I have watched her from afar, I have loved her from the same distance, and today is the day I traverse the nonexistence of this...

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Published 8 years ago

When her soul touched mine, I was lost. In a world where we are taught to live solely for ourselves, our well-being, and our own happiness, the concept of unity, of one, was something far beyond my understanding. To think that someone can share their experiences and hardships, their loves and their joys, with you as if...

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