Freya Baggins Posted August 14, 2011 Report Share Posted August 14, 2011 Apocalypse In darkness He waits Silent Afraid No one left Only him Alone in the world Sky falling around him In occasional crimson shards Memories his only possession Daydreams his only comfort Then the universe cracks He finally falls At last Into welcome arms The embrace of Death Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snypiuer Posted August 20, 2011 Report Share Posted August 20, 2011 If THIS is what boredom does to you, I'm SERIOUSLY thinking of hunting you down and locking you in a tiny room with nothing but a typewriter and a tiny slot in the door for you to slide your writing through ! Thanks and. . . GIVE ME MORE! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Freya Baggins Posted August 21, 2011 Author Report Share Posted August 21, 2011 Hmm... I love your comment. It made me smile. Seriously. It's one of the nicest things anyone has ever said about my work. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snypiuer Posted August 24, 2011 Report Share Posted August 24, 2011 You are OBVIOUSLY surrounded by individuals with a collective IQ slightly lower than that of mineral deficient dirt, if my inadequate attempt to complement your work is one of the nicest anyone has ever said! You should take advantage of this and begin by IMMEDIATELY subjugating all those within a 10 mile radius! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Freya Baggins Posted August 24, 2011 Author Report Share Posted August 24, 2011 I'll start forming my feline army then. Would you care to join me in the uprising? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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