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Auxiliary depository for all my little scrawlings I do from time to time. You’ll be able to find it all here; my stories, my poetry, any little tidbits about my boring life; it’s all here. Oh, and by all means, feel free to visit me on fictionpress.com for my stories as well. 2009 rogueofmv. Do not claim credit on any of my works; I will find you. 9654; No Responses. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public).
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Afterlives: A Ticking Clock I Couldn’t Stop | purple panda pony
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Animal Collective: Fall Be Kind. Afterlives: A Ticking Clock I Couldn’t Stop. Posted by: purple panda pony. On: November 28, 2009. Similar to: Have a Nice Life – Deathconsciousness. Afterlives – A Ticking Clock I Couldn’t Stop (V2). Tags: a ticking clock i couldn't stop. 1 Response to "Afterlives: A Ticking Clock I Couldn’t Stop". March 16, 2014 at 12:14 am. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public).
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May | 2009 | Fishing for Fireflies
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Archive for May, 2009 Monthly archive page. On May 9, 2009. A Master of His Trade. The kid, still perched upon his guarding post, saw the mists blow in from the ocean blue, in the western direction. A subtle glow permeated the thick miasma. It was the indicator. A signal of sorts. Splinter, I’m calling it now.”. 8220;You sure it’s him? 8220;Proof positive. See for yourself if you’d like.” The kid handed the binoculars back toward the man with the gruff voice. An unannounced silence filled the thick air.
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April | 2009 | Fishing for Fireflies
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Archive for April, 2009 Monthly archive page. On April 4, 2009. The doves crooned softly into the whispers of air that passed through the trees. The day was now in full swing, and the sights below said dove were anything but stagnant. Cars flowed in and out of avenues and into intersecting pathways. Pedestrians weaved across each others’ trails, unassuming, going about their daily routine. 8220;Today’s the day. I know it is”. Cars softly sped by. It was almost too quiet. 8220;He here yet? The date was Ju...
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2009 | Fishing for Fireflies
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Archive for 2009 Yearly archive page. On November 28, 2009. The once green leaves of summer were beginning to display blotches of brown and orange. Although it was September, it felt nothing at all like fall was approaching; the 100 heat continued on, strong as ever. When he arrived on school grounds, John Walford was there waiting for him, wearing the same stone-cold facial expression as his contemporary now. Whether he knew things were serious, or whether he was just joking around with Tyler, nobod...
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August | 2009 | Fishing for Fireflies
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Archive for August, 2009 Monthly archive page. On August 25, 2009. The Gate to Desolation Opens. 8220;Some sort of spirit the light of an angel descending to Earth, or something.”. The same piercing scream. A dazzling beacon erupting from the sky. Clear visual of the elusive soulstealing creature. 8220;It was like like the earth itself heard the city’s call, and answered.”. The light shot downward and erupted in the field of the beast’s vision, merciless and lethal. And that was that. Once again, his fat...
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July | 2009 | Fishing for Fireflies
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Archive for July, 2009 Monthly archive page. On July 7, 2009. And for a month, it continued that way. Tyler would go to sleep each night anticipating Silas’s presence within his dreamscape, and, almost as if planned, he did show up, bringing a new gem of cryptic wisdom with him. Finally, on July 21st, Silas bid Tyler farewell, leaving him with only one final cluster of information, which would supposedly serve him very well in the days to come:. 8220;Kid… keep the curtains drawn.”. 8220;Dad…”. The fact t...
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February | 2009 | Fishing for Fireflies
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Archive for February, 2009 Monthly archive page. On February 11, 2009. A Journal’s Account of the Reverie of a Broken Hourglass: A Novel of High Adventure and Mad Science in Two Parts. It happens to me every month. For one day, when the moon is full, I black out. 24 hours later, I wake up. I’m in my room, in my own house, alone. The only thing I ever notice out of place is a single sheet of age-browned note paper, signed with the name of that mysterious stranger… he calls himself Edict. Just yesterday, h...
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November | 2009 | Fishing for Fireflies
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Archive for November, 2009 Monthly archive page. On November 28, 2009. The once green leaves of summer were beginning to display blotches of brown and orange. Although it was September, it felt nothing at all like fall was approaching; the 100 heat continued on, strong as ever. When he arrived on school grounds, John Walford was there waiting for him, wearing the same stone-cold facial expression as his contemporary now. Whether he knew things were serious, or whether he was just joking around with T...
