Not today, maybe tomorrow?_Same Old Dirty Devil, Same Old-testament Gold_The loop ends, kinda_Then
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Not today, maybe tomorrow?
The woman shivered in the oversized trench coat, hiding her ruddy-tinged hands in the deep pockets. Standing to her left was a man, not one she had known for a very long time. Actually, she couldn't recall if they had ever met. "Do you want to hit this?" The man brought a cigarette to her cracked lips, watching the smoke plume around her sunken, ghost-like face. "It will make all those problems go away."Go away. She yearned to say those words, but they stopped at the edge of her tongue. "Yes," she agreed, accepting the smoke. Placing the filter between her lips, she inhaled like it was natural...
Same Old Dirty Devil, Same Old-testament Gold
The officer’s eyes are a cruel shade of dark brow. He narrows them together, taking a step forward, before his partner objectively places a hand on his chest. “I’m telling the truth,” I plead. But who can believe a stranger with a red face like mine and no identity? These mortals with their papers of proof! Ever since dear daddy banished me from heaven and sentenced me to a life of emotional torture for eternity, I decided that I might as well make the best of the situation. Sure, I led a rebellion and everything, but when this devil left his throne in hell and came to earth, he came in peace,...
The loop ends, kinda
The longest day that never ends, well I would like to say it's me sitting in a classroom, but it's not school time, it's summer time. I could say it's the long summer nights spent awake looking up at the stars, but it's not, the longest day of the year, the day that never ends, is well today.Not your today, my today, it would be your maybe three years ago today, but for me it's been the same summer day over and over again, it not a bad actually, no school, I can goof off and do whatever I want, can rob a bank, travel, meet whoever I want, not listen to what I told to do and do whatever, but I ...
Then the Rumors Started
Mina Monksbarn was a wanted fugitive. Here in the borderlands on the outskirts of the kingdom, that didn’t matter quite as much as it might elsewhere. There were plenty of wanted fugitives here, and her crime was hardly of the violent or dangerous sort. She may have liberated a few books and artifacts from a few disreputable sorts, but that was all. That those disreputable sorts happened to be the Head Sorcerers of the Land was neither here nor there. But all that summed up to say that she was a wanted fugitive, but not the sort that most people tended to care about. Still, she wasn’t allowewww.onedoor.ccd ...