

The Warrior's Mark - OpeningThrough a wet and darkening forest, a young man dragged his feet, moving blindly through the trees. With tattered clothing, pale skin streaked with dirt and blood, and features laden with fatigue, the figure's bare feet moved him aimlessly along their path. Long strands of black hair matted to the man's face, obscured his dark eyes as they stared unseeingly into the night. The air began to thicken with the threat of more rain while the gray clouds closed in on the already blackened sky.The Warrior's Mark - Opening
A crash of thunder shook the forest as the sound of hoof beats echoed in the distance, drawing closer. &nbs
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Where is the fighting man?
Am I he?
You would trade every truth for hollow victories.
-Empire Falls
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Sincerely yours,
The Fire Demon
"When writing a novel, that's pretty much entirely what life turns into: 'House burned down. Car stolen. Cat exploded. Did 1500 easy words, so all in all it was a pretty good day.'"
- Neil Gaiman
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Where is the fighting man?
Am I he?
You would trade every truth for hollow victories.
-Empire Falls
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dive, dive, die with me, underwater butterfly...
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Where is the fighting man?
Am I he?
You would trade every truth for hollow victories.
-Empire Falls
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Twilight: perfect for roasting marshmallows and hot dogs.
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Sincerely yours,
The Fire Demon
"When writing a novel, that's pretty much entirely what life turns into: 'House burned down. Car stolen. Cat exploded. Did 1500 easy words, so all in all it was a pretty good day.'"
- Neil Gaiman
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yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
yeah, yeah, ok-ok, uhuh but, yeah yeah yeah
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