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LiteratureFor the Soul of the Star-FarerGiving the greatsword one final flourish, Steve Hannigan grabs the hilt in both hands and brings it down on the training dummy and cleaves it in two. There's a slow clap from behind him, and he turns to find Orion leaning against the wall of his house. “Wow, you really showed him who’s boss. You’re shaping up to be a grand paladin.” “Damn right.” Steve laughs as he sheathes his greatsword. “Now, what brings the ‘legendary pirate’ to my backyard at this time of morning?” Orion looks up to the sun. “Would you believe me if I said I’m here for guidance?” “Not for a minute.” “C’mon, man.” “Look, I like you, and I like to think that we know each other fairly well by now, yeah? You have never, not once in the entire time I’ve known you, entertained the idea that anyone could tell you what to do.” The young male human picks up the broken dummy and chucks it over by the shed, on top of a pile of other broken dummies. And Orion knew he had a good point. “Hell, I had to literally use myAll

LiteratureFor the Soul of the Star-FarerGiving the greatsword one final flourish, Steve Hannigan grabs the hilt in both hands and brings it down on the training dummy and cleaves it in two. There's a slow clap from behind him, and he turns to find Orion leaning against the wall of his house. “Wow, you really showed him who’s boss. You’re shaping up to be a grand paladin.” “Damn right.” Steve laughs as he sheathes his greatsword. “Now, what brings the ‘legendary pirate’ to my backyard at this time of morning?” Orion looks up to the sun. “Would you believe me if I said I’m here for guidance?” “Not for a minute.” “C’mon, man.” “Look, I like you, and I like to think that we know each other fairly well by now, yeah? You have never, not once in the entire time I’ve known you, entertained the idea that anyone could tell you what to do.” The young male human picks up the broken dummy and chucks it over by the shed, on top of a pile of other broken dummies. And Orion knew he had a good point. “Hell, I had to literally use myFeatured

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LiteratureLaughter in the Darkness (prologue)The manager leads the new night guard to his office in the back. "And here it is! Your own little office! It's not much, I know, but it's got enough space that you can outfit it as you please! The desk has several monitors that regulate things in the building, there's controls for the security cameras, and there are small lights you can control from the panel next to that one. The door's key is in the top drawer, and your partner's getting their key tomorrow. But I'm sure you already knew that, right?" Orion Silkash grins and tosses his work bag in the corner of the room and takes off his jacket, revealing a purple night guard outfit underneFanfics

LiteratureStay-In Valentine's Day (an OrioKat short)"Well, the outside world's not safe today." Orion flops face-up onto Kat's bed, staring at the ceiling. Kat rolls her eyes. "The world is still just as safe as it's always been, Orion. Yeah, it's weird to see so many hearts everywhere, and pink and red are all over the place...but I wouldn't exactly call that dangerous." Sitting up, he exclaims "But the gushy romance! It was oozing out of nearly every corner and from every person we saw! Cuddling and making out and..." He shudders, which get's a laugh out of Kat. "Says the charmer!!" She smirks and lays next to him on her side. He rolls onto his side and looks at her. "There's a differencOrion Stories

LiteratureAfter-Hours Pre-Final OrioKat Short #2: Gifts"So, what's with the box, Kat?" "Ugh, we've only had a couple sips! Can't you stop asking until after we've at least had ONE drink?" "Fiiiine..." Kat shakes her head, a playful smirk on her lips as she takes a sip of her drink. Thanks to a certain cat, she was now hooked on the Luke-Warm Pretzel, the drink Orion shared with her when they first met a couple months ago that she FINALLY remembered to ask the name of. "Wow...it's hard to think that we've known each other for a couple months already. It still feels like it was just the other day!" Orion chuckles. "Probably because we spent about half of it going in and out of the hospital." HiCommissions

LiteratureFright Night Frenzy - Pt. 2"Ta-daa!" Stepping out of the changing stall, Jenny's clad in a very intricate priestess costume, complete with high-quality imitation gemstones. She gives a quick twirl, showing off her hard work. Paul gives a quiet golf clap while Tyler grins. They have no problem admitting that they were both outdone in the costume department. With a flourish, Jenny giggles and strikes a pose before leading the way out toward the food vendors. Tyler steps up and wraps his arm around her waist, planting a light kiss on her cheek. "Man, you really weren't kidding when you said you were planning something big, huh?" She smirks in response, glad that Tyler thRandom

Bionicle

Though I'm not a fan of writing poetry, I find myself writing a lot of it! Hope you find somethin' you like!

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The Beauty of the End

The end isn't always the end. At least, not in the way we think. Everything has an ending, And there are a lot of endings That we're glad to see. There are also endings that are inevitable. They mark the beginning of a new chapter, A new day you can wake up with new dreams. Endings mark the wrapping up of one thing So that something else can start. Sometimes, they're like a do-over, Letting you take a step back and Have another shot to get things right. But... There are also times when an ending Becomes a lesson for us to learn. Maybe it's a sign to stop rushing in, Or maybe everything you thought was wrong. We have to take these moments

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Lily of the Lightning Wings

Burning passion hidden away under Forgotten memories, all of which Adds to the mystery of You. You, who have been with Me since the day I was Born, sent to ensure my soul’s Safety. I feel you, and everything you Tell me is a thing to be Cherished, and I can feel your Heart. Stay with me, please be Mine even as I promise to be Yours for as long as you would Allow.

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Situational Ice

Cold... A lack of heat. Cold... The whipping winds. Cold... Snowflakes all around. Cold... Your blood when you're scared. Cold... The indifference of a period. Cold... The feeling of being alone, And knowing it's your fault.

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The Downside to Empathy

I walk the path others don't, Trekking through the mud and The weather to carry them Back onto the path. I suffer through things others can't, Taking headaches and heartbreaks In stride, because for me, Rest is a seldom luxury. I teeter the line others won't, Helping them to stay happy While each push threatens To break my balance. I've felt things that'd cause others to break, Hopelessness and despair so deep They could only be described As drowning endlessly. I've heard things that'd make others stop, "I love you"s turning to "I hate you"s, Forever becoming never, my dreams Are but the victim of reality. I've had moments where I stop a

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Helpless

Red. The color of anger, And of pain. It's all you can see As you hear them break. Voice becoming quieter, Softer, Before that inevitable Catch in their words. Something is wrong. Very wrong. Your loved one is hurting, Crying, Screaming inside, And all you can do is listen. How can you calm them down When you're far from calm yourself? Your heart howls, Defend them! Hold them tight! Resolve the problem! Do SOMETHING!! Like what?! Your brain counters. What can we do?! We're too far away! We can't even hold their hand, Let alone shield them! Both mind and heart fall silent, Unsure of what to do Or how to feel... We'll be their support.

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A Present From The Heart

As is the norm on this site, It started with a picture. A photo of some people Dressed up and having fun. I checked other photos Taken by that person and Was not disappointed. This person has a lot Of talent and skill. So I added her to my Watch List so I could See more beautiful Photographs... But what I got was so Much more than that. The first journal I read Was a poem, full of heart But so heartwrenching. It hurt to read, and I left A comment saying that if She ever needed someone, I was there for her to talk to. She said she was okay, and Thanked me for my concern. Not a full day later, and she Posted another devastating Poem in her jou