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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

WrenWind

Quill-Bearer
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  1. Blank page but a mind full of thoughts to many to choose too difficult by far Blank page filling up with odd bits small snippets appear soon there will too many words to fit imagine where they can take us next
  2. I 've lost my way home My life has turned black and gray I can not stay here "There are purple cows on the horizon"
  3. I have missed this place and your adventures *hugs*
  4. I can picture you dancing around with a smile on your face *huggles* I am happy for you.
  5. Wandering in and out of the halls.

  6. I know thhis is really late but I am still around. *wipes some dust from the mantle* Alternat realities have me spinning off and out but i always fly home to roost when I can.
  7. Lovely ,descriptive it puts the reader in those slippers. Thank you for sharing.
  8. I would love you to pooint out the mechanical errors please Thanks for your imput Regel.
  9. It takes only a moment,a whisper of time A word once released can not be retracted And everything changes Time does not heal all. It festers and and inflames One small mistake becomes something insurmountable And everything ends No regrets,no worries is not very realistic If onlys and appologies won't fix anything And everyone lies
  10. Her heart is broken tattered and bleeding shattered into pieces each piece cutting a new rend all that is left is hollow echoing pain She walks away and tries not to look back soft words and coos drift to her ears going backwards holds no gain One more step, one more mile hide the pain behind a smile Her heart is broken tattered and bleeding
  11. Cabbage soup, cabbage soufle, Cabbage rolls Hmmm What to do? Slowly a smile crosses Wren's face and she begins to pull things down from the shelves. In just a few minutes the pristine demo kitchen is in total disarray. Her hair is coated in flour and her hands caked in dough. Bangs and clangs and clatter can be heard inside the cloud of four dust. Suddenly the dust clears and the mess vanishes and Wren stands there with a perfectly jellied wiggly cabage suspended in clear jelly. if you look closly you can even see it blink once in a while. She carefully places her submision on the judges platform. She steps back and smiles.
  12. My heart lurches every time I hear or read we have lost another soldier. I am very proud to have been a member of the forces and I and fiercely poud of those wh choose to join and participate in helping make this world a little safer. Though sometimes what they are doing seems to be of little concequence it is not each step towards peace even though it costs us dearly is worth it, So my sons will not have to fight or my grand children when.if i eve have any have a better chance of living in a more peacfull society.
  13. Very creapy Hon. viseral imagery
  14. you have company in the cage and other faces in that mirror if you look for them *hugs* Interesting poem Hon
  15. Veryfunny thatnks Wyvern. next time i will participate. Was going to this time but was without iinternet for a time *hugs to all*
  16. I so know what you mean. *hugs*
  17. *want more* great job setting the scene. I could almost feel the thickness of the air.
  18. it is perfect the way it is perfect madness
  19. Wren backs through the door to her suite and kicks it shut her arms full of quills. She sets them down a looks around the room and notices there are more quills tucked into every nook and cranny. With a smile she begins to collect them and and them to the pile that she had found all over the pen keep , Her name writen in bold on dragonic brand ribbon. "Silly dragon is has gone overboard" Wren mumbles to herself. Wren stops for a second and realizes there are voices coming from her bed chamber. She steps closer to the door and looks in to find Cheer and Wyvern entangled in sheets curtains and each other. "Umm! Am I interrupting something?" "Should I leave the two? of you alone?" Wren chuckles as Wyvern turns a brighter shade of red than she has ever seen and waits for someone to answer
  20. And still the snow is falling . Love this Regel luckily I'm not the one who has to go out and shovel but it is nice to see the snow cover makes everything looks so clean
  21. The wretched King Minos has decided your fate. His tale wraps around his body 3 times. The sweet light no longer strikes against your eyes. Your shade has been banished to... the Third Level of Hell! Third Level of Hell -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the third circle, you find yourself amidst eternal rain, maledict, cold, and heavy. The gluttons are punished here, lying in the filthy mixture of shadows and of putrid water. Because you consumed in excess, you meet your fate beneath the cold, dirty rain, amidst the other souls that there lay unhappily in the stinking mud. Cerebus, a canine monster cruel and uncouth with his three heads and red eyes, dwells in this level. He growls and tears at the damned with his teeth and claws. Here is how you matched up against all the levels: Level Who are sent there? Score Purgatory Repenting Believers Very Low Level 1 Limbo Virtuous Non-Believers Very Low Level 2 Lustful Very High Level 3 Gluttonous Extreme Level 4 Prodigal and Avaricious Moderate Level 5 Wrathful and Gloomy High Level 6 - The City of Dis Heretics Very High Level 7 Violent Very High Level 8- the Malebolge Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers High Level 9 - Cocytus Treacherous High Intresting.
  22. A little late as allways Wren slips in and leaves a banner "Happy Belated Birthday" then wanders off daydreaming again.
  23. *hugs* I was a little worried when i read it at first. Very nice
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