A small figure moved silently through the forest. The figure looked as if it almost glided across the leaf littered floor. Mist hugged the ground and almost hid the pale being from sight. As it passed throught a patch of moonlight it looked as though its head was wreathed in liquid light. All was quiet, no small creatures stirred in the underbrush. Suddenly a large dark shape burst from a nearby bush a streaked straight towards the small figure. seemingly unaware of the danger the…

Me

*Now that the crowd in the tavern thinned out, she reaches into her satchel of many pockets. She withdrew a deck of cards of which she swiftly began to shuffle and deftly dealt out into a game of solitaire.*

7:25 PM

Dominic

-With the tavern so quiet and empty now, he glances about. Seeing Lark pulling out her cards, he smiles a little remembering old times. He slips from his stool to walk over to her table.- hey Goldylocks.

7:26 PM

Me

Aye,…

Harry Potter fan fiction Chapters 2-3 In R.P Format

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Chapter 2: Fergus Malone

Chapter 3: The Potter…

Up until late 1966 Emma lived in a sleek, modern penthouse atop a high-rise in Hampstead, guarded by the "cyclops," which Steed eyes warily (top photo).

Perhaps the most unusual aspect of this unique dwelling is that there are no right angles, and the only conventional door is the main entrance, far left;…

This is the second story that was written for Barry Joe Smythe.

Sitting here at my desk, I am reminded each day of the man I first fell in love with. The man I met while I was in University and whom also was with me and my school friend during my time within the training academy of The Elite. Unfortunately he is no longer with us; this is due to circumstances that at the moment I’d rather not say.

For each time that I look upon the photo of him that resides on my desk, I am…

This is the first story for a character I have on Facebook, who may eventually make his way here as well.

Barry Joe was sat in the common room of the training facility of The Elite. He had on his navy blue hooded sweater, and the regulation stone coloured trousers. He was sat at a table with a folder that was about 5 inches thick in front of him. Behind him on the couch and in an easy chair sat a female and two males from his training group, they were stuck in…

The song that the lyics in itallic font comes from - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jcaYlbJyyqg

There's a storm on the streets, but you still don't run

Watching and waiting for the rain to come.

And these words wouldn't keep you dry

Or wipe tears from an open sky, 

But I know, but I know, but I know I'm right.

As he was stood with…

This is the song, that the below lyrics in italic comes from - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1nP3XB7hrFo&ob=av2e…

This song is the inspiration behind this piece - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3BvW56tjB0…

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Random Passage

... But today I stayed from my normal path. Since I was running behind schedule I decided to take the most direct route; Riches street, which by all means doesn’t describe that neighborhood. The sky was darkening around me. The buildings of the downtown city world blocked out the sun, leaving little rays of light to pierce through the walls of foulness onto the people that hide here. I followed the rays of light until I came to Riches St. and Berkley St.…