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Tuesday, February 1, 2005

   What does mommy say about Fudgicles!?
Ok, yeah...I just got suddenly overwhelmed at how pathetically swpt I sound. Lol...Im shaking my head at myself right now.
My dignity begs this to be balanced. Hmm...
Ok. Ok. I got it. Here is an exherpt from a story Im working on right now:

He smiled and drank the blood of his enemies, crushing the glass in his hands to feel the shards crack into thousands of peices under his grip. Watching as the fragments fell to the stone floor and dissapate into nothing. He rose his head slowly, locks of his midnight hair falling over his eyes, looking at the stone pillars covered in demon markings and blood. This place was filled with the smell of death. But he did not mind. He never did. He found the smell of death intoxicating. . .so sweet to the senses. Death and suffering were his soul in its purest form. He was a demon. The ruler over all demons. Demon was a word that almost mocked the power he possessed. For he was so much more. So much more. . .

Whew, ok. Now I dont sound quite so pansy. #^_^# lol... I feel better now...
Later days, I'll stop being weird, for now anyway...

- Me. (still insane.)
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