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My body groans with weakness; it has been nearly three days since I have eaten. Thank the Fates, I was forced to flee during the hearthfire season. While the deep snowfall has made travel difficult and rendered food scarce, it has also ensured that my waterskins remain full. Had I been chased out of Hewden in the opendoor, I may not have been Fated to subsist so long. Nevertheless, I fear my journey is drawing near to its end. If I cannot locate food before next moonrise, the Fates will surely reclaim me.
This ancient forest will serve as a better place than most for that. The trees here are old and frail, so there is little reason for any Hewdian to traverse it. Thus, they will never be granted the satisfaction of knowing the Fates have retaken me; my body will remain here, essenseless, until warmer times return to take it back into the ground. I pause to survey the surrounding portion of the forest. In the distance, I can see the exposed roots of a long-dead oak. They appear to rise
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Not Your Canvas
Stupid, stupid steel--always in my head
Drawing pictures on my brain
of pictures it wants to draw on me.
Get the fuck out.
You are not the artist; I am not your canvas.
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Ashes to Ashes
I am a pile of ash
Burning briefly as a phoenix
Before finding myself
Reborn, through flames
A pile of ash once more
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People attempt to glorify authorship. So often you find writers proclaiming, "It feels so good to write again! It's been too long!" And in some circumstances, they're right. When you craft elaborate fictions entirely from your mind, it may be enjoyable (whether the thrill comes from creation or sharing), but that is not true writing.
True authorship is written in red from a silver pen--a pen that is first driven into the author's chest to draw ink from their still-beating heart. When it is completed, the author lies still on the floor, all they are poured into the words they penned.
True authorship is a curse; true authorship is Hell.
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If there was a way to kill Hyde without touching Jekyll--
these walls would all be red.
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Till the World Got Us Fallin
So they were wrong. All those crazies thinking they could predict the end of the world, they didn't know anything. According to their claims, the end of the world was in precisely twenty-three days. Obviously, they were wrong, because this was the end of the world.
Darryl was dumbfounded. For once, he had been confident in their predicitions, but now he had no idea what to do. All around him people were screaming and running in every direction. To where, he had no earthly idea. If the world was ending, what use was running? Better to spend these final moments...doing what? What was worth doing with the end so close?
Finally, it hit him--the one thing he had heard over and over to do in a time like this. Countless songs proclaimed it.
The world was ending; it was the last night of his life.
And so he danced.
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You're Ridic
"And here. We. Go."
"Can you please stop saying that like the Joker?"
"I'm fairly certain that I cannot."
"Jake, that's ridiculous. Just stop."
"You're ridic!"
"Um, excuse me?"
"You're ridic. You. Are. Ridiculous."
"Ugh. I regret ever shortening a word around you."
"Whatever. I've about had it with your antics today. You're driving me crazy."
"Crazy Taxi!"
"Do you want me to lose it right now?"
"I want to be the very best."
"The best at what, Jake? Making people hate you? Ticking people off? Being an immature, annoying idiot?!"
"Like no one ever was."
"Just answer the freaking question."
"To catch them is my real test."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"To train them is my cause!"
"Is that th--"
"I will travel across the lands, searching far and wide."
"Are you singi--"
"Each Pokémon to understand the power that's inside!"
"Yep. Pokémon theme song. Yet again."
"Pokémon! Gotta' catch 'em. It's you and me!"
"You sing this song ev--"
"I know it's my destiny!"
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Phantom Spider
Yet again, Phillip was up at two in the morning, aimlessly flipping through channels. Thousands of channels and never a thing to watch. How that was possible was something he would never understand. Inevitably, when he did find something worth watching, he found about a hundred things all on at the same time. The whole system was irking enough that Phil decided to be done with it alltogether, but that decision fell apart quickly when he tried to actually go through with it. So, regardless of how it annoyed him, he kept his myriad of channels and continued his routine of searching for something he could stand to watch.
Phil knew he should just go to sleep, but knowing that had never changed his odd sleep habits. Instead, he finally settled on watching a documentary about arachnids. He was pretty sure he had seen three others like it before, but it was the best option he could find.
After watching countless spiders bind their helpless prey in webs, Phil could feel the miniscule footsteps
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The Chopped Log
The Chopped Log was a din of roaring guffaws and shouts. It was always the rowdiest pub for miles, but this evening was especially raucous. The filthy, good for nothing Grotes had been dealt a firm defeat, so there wouldn't be a sober Blintheman around tonight. The war wasn't over yet, but this victory put the end in sight. Soon, the Grotes would be gone for good. For now, this was a much needed respite from the fighting.
The stubbled man in the back corner didn't blend in with the boisterous crowd. His muscular build and heavily tatooed arms made it apparent he belonged in this atmosphere, but his silence set him apart. He finished off the drink in front of him and signalled for another as he took another long drag of his cigarette. Finaly, he spoke somberly, half to himself and half to the man he was sharing the table with.
"Three years."
The man across the table had been laughing with the next table over. Now he stopped and turned, "What was that, Gene?"
"It's been three years."
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Mature content
Lord's Delicacy :iconsnoringfrog:SnoringFrog 0 0
Pallet Evening News
April Hawthorne was born in late September, which put her just outside the cut off date to being her adventure alongside her friends, Julia Linderman and Nina Pike. This meant she was the rare eleven-year-old in the following year's group of hopefuls. April began her journey with a squirtle, but always dreamed of training a weepinbell, a jolteon and a pikachu to perform in pokémon contests, because her favorite color was yellow.
Alongside April were 10-year-old twin brothers Blaine and Brock Richards, named after the late Kanto gym leaders. These young boys grew up constantly scuffling and each was determined to best the other in a challenge to become the next official Pokémon Indigo League Champion. Blaine, true to his name, selected a charmander as his first partner, and Brock set out with an eevee by his side that he has rescued and nursed back to health when he was only seven.
These three children set off on their journeys almost two months ago. None of their parents had
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Fire and Rot
I don't think I can do this anymore--any of it. Doesn't matter what it is, it just gets shot to hell as soon as it starts looking good. I'm sick of it! No matter what's going on something has to come by and screw it up. Everything in life is spiraling downhill. I'm really not sure why I even try anymore. I might as well just kill myself--not like anyone would care or miss me, and not like I'd miss them, so what's to lose? It'd get me out of this hellhole, that's for sure. It's not like things are going to get any better, so why shouldn't I? Seriously, absolutely everything is crashing down at this point.
School? Oh yeah, that's great. All my friends freaking disappear for no reason. No reason, they just apparently hate me now. Glad we're all so close guys, right? Apparently not. Screw you. Not like I needed friends anyways. Never did anything but drag me into stupid drama I never wanted. Stuck up, worthless rots. I hope all the "benefits" come out to AIDS all around. You deser
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The Lady
The silent serenity of the night
Was split by a sudden downpour:
Lighting flashing, thunder booming,
Unraveling the late plans of the lady
To return home before morning.
Sporadic flashes illumined
The windows from time to time,
Casting, briefly, full revelation
Upon the lady with her companion,
Otherwise lit only by soft candlelight.
As the storm continued to rage outside,
They enjoyed their time, alone, together
With the bliss of each other's company,
Simple glasses of white wine,
And the gentle caress of lover's hands.
Unrelenting with the rain,
Through the night their passion grew
As a kindled fire to a roaring blaze,
From mild longing to burning desire
Until every caress turned to a kiss.
The lady, undressed, slid seductively
Into bed beside her lover,
Caressing the small of his naked back
As he pulled her body close to him,
Bit in her neck and fed.
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Ristall's Valley
At last, the ragged troupe was approaching their destination. Once atop it, their journey's end would be in sight. For a fortnight, they had ridden hard through forest and bog, hills and valleys. They had crossed through desert and cave, scarcely taking a moment to rest, desperate to reach Ristall's Valley, desperate to reach home. The sight of it's lush greenery and welcoming fires would be nearly enough to sate their wanting appetites and moisten their parched throats.
As they crested the final hill to overlook the valley, however, the men's eyes fell upon an appalling sight. The skies above seemed to darken as they surveyed the wretched landscape below them. Where once there was lush greenery, there was now barren, grayed soil. Of their village their remained only a collection of smoldering ashes. Littered across the once beautiful valley were the corpses of the innumerable souls who had been slaughtered here. A harsh chill swept through the troupe, but the lifeless valley's grasses
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On Your Mind
"There's something on your mind."
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And here we go.

Update: 3/100 done (despite nothing being posted)

100ThemesChallenge - Variation 1

1. Introduction
2. Love
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence
9. Drive
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence
16. Questioning
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time
25. Trouble Lurking
26. Tears
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Happiness
30. Under the Rain
31. Flowers
32. Night
33. Expectations
34. Stars
35. Hold My Hand
36. Precious Treasure
37. Eyes
38. Abandoned
39. Dreams
40. Rated
41. Teamwork
42. Standing Still
43. Dying
44. Two Roads
45. Illusion
46. Family
47. Creation
48. Childhood
49. Stripes
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Sport
52. Deep in Thought
53. Keeping a Secret
54. Tower
55. Waiting
56. Danger Ahead
57. Sacrifice
58. Kick in the Head
59. No Way Out
60. Rejection
61. Fairy Tale
62. Magic
63. Do Not Disturb
64. Multitasking
65. Horror
66. Traps
67. Playing the Melody
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. 67%
71. Obsession
72. Mischief Managed
73. I Can't
74. Are You Challenging Me?
75. Mirror
76. Broken Pieces
77. Test
78. Drink
79. Starvation
80. Words
81. Pen and Paper
82. Can You Hear Me?
83. Heal
84. Out Cold
85. Spiral
86. Seeing Red
87. Food
88. Pain
89. Through the Fire
90. Triangle
91. Drowning
92. All That I Have
93. Give Up
94. Last Hope
95. Advertisement
96. In the Storm
97. Safety First
98. Puzzle
99. Solitude
100. Relaxation
  • Listening to: "Forever Young" - Metro Station
  • Reading: Scarlet - Stephen Lawhead
  • Watching: Arrow
  • Playing: Hearthstone
  • Eating: Oishii
  • Drinking: Hot tea and hard cider


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Ethan Tode
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I try to thank everyone that faves my work (and give their work a brief look in return). My apologies for anyone I miss. Also, if you fav a lot of my stuff, I'll try to remember your name so I don't spam you with thank you's.

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Favourite style of art: Poetry, short stories
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Favourite cartoon character: The Tick, Gir, Mighty Max
Personal Quote: A rose without thorns is not worthy of being called a rose at all.


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Guigo2112 Featured By Owner Mar 7, 2014
thank you very much for the fav and the watch! : )
poetrychild Featured By Owner Apr 23, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for commenting on my silly little journal. It is a nice feeling to know that you are not alone in your emotions.
SnoringFrog Featured By Owner Jun 4, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
You're quite welcome. Glad to know I was able to help in some small way. :)
CaptureAYE Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2013
:juggle: :love:
Thank you for the :+fav:


Plz ignore if u r in
Autumn-Hills Featured By Owner Jul 25, 2012  Professional Writer
Just dropping in to say hi! I have returned to dA.
SnoringFrog Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Cool, but I'm barely even here anymore. I was supposed to get active this summer and post a bunch of stuff from last year, but never really did. I do try and pop in every few days though.
Autumn-Hills Featured By Owner Jul 29, 2012  Professional Writer
Well we're on facebook, so I'll see you there if not here.
QuadForceFive Featured By Owner Mar 24, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks much for watching
jugga-lizzle Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks bunches for the fav!! :thanks:
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thanks for the fav:)
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