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The Love of Versatile Water Agua felt her head sink deeper within the depths of her pillow. Spread across the mass of her bed like a cluster of seaweed on sand, she found herself slipping in and out of her consciousness. She let the voices wash over her, and gave them as little notice as distant waves crashing in her head.The Love of Versatile Water by *Namine-Fatale
She can’t sleep forever…child
What has happened, I don’t know
Do you think that maybe
He…
Footprints make marks on sandy beaches and are immediately weathered away by the coming tide. The distractions were forced outside the vacuum of her mind. She felt her arms and legs grow heavy and within seconds she slipped into a remote
Girl With A Pearl Earring Chapter OneGirl With A Pearl Earring by *Namine-Fatale
“You must be Vermeer,” she said.
I glanced at her, caught off guard by her sudden statement. The girl at the door had golden yellow hair and painted red lips. She wore a yellow morning jacket trimmed with white fur.
“May I help you?” I asked. “And please, call me Jan.”
A glittering smile lit her face like sunbeams in mid-June.
She told me to call her Immanuel – after the Virgin Mary’s son and asked me if I was familiar with the Catholic bible. In response, I asked her of her whereabouts and she replied that she was native of Liechtenstein. It made sense, and I told her that I was glad t
Of Good Times and Boba 1 “Dude, I’m so screwed over this,” murmured Gabbus. Hastily brushing her hair behind her ear, she pushed off her red bicycle and pedaled down Main Street.Of Good Times and Boba 1 by *Namine-Fatale
“Gabbus! Wait up!” Leutgeb chased after her, coiled dreadlocks bouncing up and down against her shoulders. Gabbus slowed down as her friend caught up to her.
She flashed a smile. “Almost missed ya there, Gabbus. What’re you doing over here for?”
Gabbus looked back at her, confused. “I’m going home from summer school, Leutgeb. I’ve got homework to do.”
Leutgeb suddenly snagged onto Gabbus’s wrist. “Not after we make a b
Vietnam, 1965 The Blue-Eyed Soldier stared at me with hungry eyes. He drew a pale hand near my face, but I slapped it away. He looked surprised and his marble-eyes grew bigger.Vietnam, 1965 by *Namine-Fatale
My daddy told me all Americans had eyes like full moons and skin the color of milk. He told me never to speak to them or they could learn our language and our secrets. They were monsters here to invade us and they would kill anyone, women and children included, that got too close. Here was one of them in front of me. I wondered how long it would be before the gun at his belt would be pointed at my face.
The American didn’t grab his gun, but rather stole the water jug from my
Taking Flight Act One.Taking Flight by *Namine-Fatale
The curtain rose, and the spotlight shone over my face as the voices cheered.
It was my show now.
For ten minutes, I performed the tantalizing routine: leaps in mid-air, chasses, croises, jumps to a split, plies, and a marvelous finish with a grand rond de jambe.
I was flying on their praise, and with the way moved, it felt like I was flying through the stage as well.
I smiled, and twirled on my foot, stretching my arms up like a swan fluttering its wings. The crowd cheered, giving a standing ovation as I finished with a flourish and bowed proudly. They loved me. I was amazing, they loved...
CRASH.
A blast from the airbag, gla
Enter Dreamscape The dreamscape was only the beginning of their friendship. They met often, in both dreams and reality – sharing their troubles on either side. No one else needed to know about it. In Animus City, you weren't allowed to connect dreamscapes. It was illegal. But for Wade and Carol, it was the way they could endure the harsh pains of life together.Enter Dreamscape by *Namine-Fatale
Wade and Carol sat on the tall town hall building, overlooking the falling sun. Dark shadows cast over the cars and small buildings. People were ants on the street. None of the pedestrians noticed two teenagers sitting high up on a rooftop. The pedestrians passed the buildings slowly, with thei
Birthright Light from the midday sun streamed through small bar. An orange gleam shone upon the surfaces of the chairs and tables. Except for a lonely bartender, the once-popular pub was completely devoid of people.Birthright by *Namine-Fatale
Edward rubbed a dirty drinking glass in misery. He should have known that there would be no one interested in drinking at Dowell's after he was employed as the bar boy. News had spread around town and none of the usual men had shown up. Those who were not informed had left before he could coax them to stay. He wondered how his employer would feel once he recovered from his sickness, realizing that Edward had unintentionally chased all his r
Schizophrenia I opened my eyes. I found myself in a small room; white, dark, dank and shining with bright lights. Faces swam up to me, distant and muttering with erratic movements.Schizophrenia by *Namine-Fatale
My eyelids fluttered.
Where did the purple skies go? The clouds of poison gas and rumbling thunder that poured acid rain? What happened to my frighteningly wonderful world of scattered fields and silver lakes, illuminated with darkness and shadowed with light?
I closed my eyes again.
A hand wrenched out of the air and pulled me out.
I gasped. They were interfering with my world!
"No!" I breathed. "Put me back! Put me back in there!"
The monsters around me shook their head
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