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Signs part 2 SignsSigns part 2 by ~Circe-The-Ranger
Marco and Lexa found themselves standing in the middle of a deserted street. It was night, and a cold rain poured down from the sky. Lexa squinted. She could just barely make out the outlines of a large building in front of her, surrounded by a high, chain-link fence. A smaller, white building stood behind that one.
“Is this part of the Labyrinth?” Lexa asked.
“I don’t think so,” Marco replied. “I think maybe that we went through a portal or something. Anyway, let’s find out what that building is so that we can get out of this rain
Signs -Signals epilogue- pt 1 SignsSigns -Signals epilogue- pt 1 by ~Circe-The-Ranger
‘What’s it going to be then, eh?’
There was old Luna, glittering down like a nozh at we four young malchicks as we patrolled the darkened back alleys which opened up at us like the rot of some bolshy great animal or beast. It was I who took the lead, but I was followed closely by my droog Georgie, with Dim panting huh huh huh next to him, and Pete goolying along behind, meditating as usual on some unknown veshch or another. And having just left the Korova Milkbar after gracing it with the like pleasure of our welcome company and more welcome deng, we had all peeted a glassful each of the knify
Love and Death part 3 Love and DeathLove and Death part 3 by ~Circe-The-Ranger
The next day, before sundown, a crowd had gathered around a wooden platform that had been quickly constructed the night before. A tall wooden stake had been erected at the top of the platform, and surrounded with bundles of straw. Ashandra was in the crowd, and did not cheer with them as Cristof was led out into the street, surrounded by guards and with his hands bound behind his back. She was appalled that some of the same people in the crowd that had cheered for Cristof as he preformed for them where now cheering at the fact that he was going to die. All that mattered to them w
Love and Death part 2 Love and DeathLove and Death part 2 by ~Circe-The-Ranger
It was the next evening. Ashandra and Kaona were in the drawing room with Quinton. Ashandra was reading a book to avoid talking to Quinton. Although she stared fixedly at the pages of the book; periodically turning a leaf, her thoughts were far from what she read. Her fantasies were devoted entirely to Cristof; his foreign good looks, his charismatic performances, the way his warm brown eyes softened with his voice whenever he spoke to her. A happy smile crept to Ashandra’s lips as she meditated over those subjects.
Quinton, who sat on a couch across from Ashan
A Clockwork Rodent, Chap. 1 A CLOCKWORK RODENTA Clockwork Rodent, Chap. 1 by *MouseAvenger
By The Mouse Avenger
Chapter 1:
The Modern Youth
There was me, that is Alex, & my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, & Dim...& we sat in the Korova Dairy-Pub, trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening. It was a cold, dark winter's night in 1923, & snow was swirling & whirling all around. But inside the Korova, my droogs & I were snug & cozy-wozy as we peeted tall glasses of drinks. The Korova Dairy-Pub sold milkplus—milk plus vellocet, or synthmesc, or drencrom, which is what we were drinking as we govoreeted our plans for the night...
"What you wanna do?" as
Snake by ~Toja7777777
Sta.sh
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"Everybody is somebody else's weirdo."
Me, I'm that somebody that is everybody else's weirdo.
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all things are difficult before they are easy - unknown
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"Will there be boys there?"
"No, mom, it's a nun's club."
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Have a gold star.
You deserve it!
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"You either die a hero. Or you live long enough to see yourself become the villian." Batman, The Dark Knight
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"Ce Soir, nous pouvons dire vraiment
Qu'ensemble nous sommes invincibles.."
~Muse et je l'ai traduit.
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-Benjamin Hall
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I'm the Dandy Highway Woman who you're too scared too mention