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Trying to see this out of context I realize it isn't as good as when read as part of the whole and so I dropped it. Earlier blogs have a link to where I am putting up the whole story, chapter by chapter as I continue to edit it. Feel free to jump there and leave some feedback.

Hope everyone had a great Halloween.

Chapter 1

Everything was shaded in fog. The thick moisture hovering in the air gave the world around him an ethereal quality. Or at least it would to a stranger to this area. Having been born and raised in these Northern woods, the fog was for Avril a matter of course. Long ago he had learned to hunt by sound and as he moved through...
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Prelude to My Brother's Keeper

Defiantly, the tree holds tightly to its one remaining leaf. As gust upon gust of wind rips through its branches declaring to the world that winter has come, obstinately holding on, the leaf remains. Many others have fallen this day. They were the last hangers on in a seasonal battle that will inevitably strip the tree bare. But one leaf...
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I am.

I am the mud on your shoes. You picked me up in your journey through life and now I am messing up your pretty little world with every step you take.

I am the cockroach underfoot. Even as you attempt to crush me you realize I have birthed thousands more just like me... just out of sight and out of reach.

I am...
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Red


As the light turned red we slowed to a stop. My eyes wandered up from their intense study of my worn shoes. Moving gradually across the aisle and beyond the vacant beige seat, slightly to the left and over the shoulder of the bored looking brunette waiting impatiently for her destination, there they saw it. There it stood. Through the murky grey of a...
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This Age Descending





For all that is made real

In this age descending

Where heroes leave naught

But the iron ring of their names

From bardic throats

I stand in this silent heart

Yearning the fading beat

Of lives fallen to dust

And the sifting whisper

Proclaims glory's passing

As the songs fail

In dwindling echoes

For all that is made real

The chambers and...
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Batter my heart, three-person'd God ; for you
As yet but knock ; breathe, shine, and seek to mend ;
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp'd town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but O, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,...
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Cyrus had two sons. After his death, Cambyses, the older son, became ruler of all Persia. The younger son, Smerdis, was made a governor of Bactria and the Defender of the East. As soon as his rule was secure, Cambyses set out on a campaign to subjugate Egypt who was Persias only true rival.
Into the scene steps Darius. Darius is the nephew of Cyrus...
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OK, so for Christmas I moved into my new apartment. It's a great little place. A little smaller than where I am now, but nicer and it has a beautiful yard. Granted that yard is buried under about a foot of snow right now but hey, at least I don't have to mow it yet.

Anyways, for Christmas the fam got together and instead of...
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OK, so tomorrow is national To Write Love On Her Arms Day. If you want to really find out about it go to www.twloha.com but for those those that just want a brief synopsis, TWLOHA is an organization that is all about bringing light to depression and some of the things it causes like burning, cutting, violence to self and others, substance abuse, and ultimately...
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