~Asrimal
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The Face in the MirrorIt was early morning, and I had just woken up. Stumbling into the bathroom, I looked into the polished glass of the mirror. The image that stared back at me was not my own but that of my identical twin brother, Roger, though a casual observer wouldn’t have been able to tell at first glance. Where he was strong, healthy and extroverted, I was the exact opposite, introverted, frail and sickly. He got our father’s build and strength as well as his lack of sense. I got our mother’s frail form, but I inherited her brilliance. I was able to excel where he faltered. He was able to surpass me in strength, but I could easily beat him in a battle of wiThe Face in the Mirror
in General Fiction on 2/15/05
Rage to UnderstandingRage grips my beating heart. Fire fills my eyes. Hate fills my soul, makes my blood now boil. With evil thoughts I plan my enemies demise. I dream of you, put deep in the soil.Rage to Understanding
Evil plots come to me. New ways of death. Visions of my hands around your soft neck. Grinning cruelly as you draw your last breath. Secretly I wish you to have a wreck.
But in my mind I know you are right. Even though I argue I can now see. This problem should not start a useless fight. Now that I understand; I can agree.
A stupid problem caused our distress, It was a mis
in Fixed on 2/12/05
Wolf SongJean howled from loneliness. Jean was a lone wolf, a wolf without a pack. He was one summer old; his parents had died while fighting a cougar over a deer three moons before his day of life celebration it was now one moon after his day of life celebration. He howled once again into the moonlit night and was disappointed by the fact that he did not hear another wolf’s howl answering his own. He turned to walk off into the forest.Wolf Song
There was a sound of wings fluttering above him and Jean stopped, looking up to watch the dark shadow of his friend Erik, a raven, land beside him. Jean looked at his friend and smiled slightly. &nbs
in Children's on 12/1/04
The Dark ProjectThere was a thief who hid in shade. He stole all that you owned. With long ebon locks and dark eyes. Love’s seed is often sown.The Dark Project
Stealing for his personal gain. With nimble feet he crept. Noise always seemed to disappear. In theft, he was adept.
One time he met a man, his name Was Constantine. Asked him To steal a gemstone called The Eye. Into the quarter grim.
Fighting through hordes of the undead. And through orange lizards too. Coming upon the cathedral, Barred path, hole with a view.
Then the gemstone began to speak.
in Ballad on 10/29/04
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- Websitehttp://www.livejournal.com/users/asrimal
- Emailshinigami24@hotmail.com
- AIMAsrimal
- MSNshinigami24@hotmail.com
- Current Age: 18
- Current Residence: Florida
- Interests: Anime, Music, Reading, Writing
- Favourite movie: The Labyrinth, The Princess Bride, The Lord of the Rings
- Favourite band or musician: Nobuo Uematsu, Oingo Boingo
- Favourite genre of music: Heavy Metal, Orchestral
- Favourite artist: Claude Monet
- Favourite poet or writer: Gaston Leroux R. A. Salvatore, Victor Hugo
- Favourite style of art: Cartooning
- Operating System: Windows XP
- MP3 player of choice: Winamp
- Favourite game: Thief: The Dark Project, Thief II: The Metal Age, Thief: Deadly Shadows
- Favourite gaming platform: Playstation 2
- Favourite cartoon character: Saitou Hajime, Xellos Mettalium, Filia ul Copt
- Personal Quote: "I like shiny things because they're shiny and distracting!"
- Tools of the Trade: A pencil with a good eraser, a notebook, my mind
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"Praise the glorious race of rats
One by one they'll join their dance" - The Whistler, Demons & Wizards
Just dropped in to say hi!
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Heathen my thief novel.
Chapter one of part one now availible at FF.net
"A dazed pissed off Haunt is never a good thing"
Garrett (Thief Series) and Altair (Assassin's Creed) = Seperated at birth?
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"Praise the glorious race of rats
One by one they'll join their dance" - The Whistler, Demons & Wizards
Rhia- *tackles Feyr, drags him off*
Rayven- *pounces Raistlin*
Jen- *smiles some and then yanks him away and growls* Mine.
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Vae Victus.
"Suppose that one day, the coin lands on its edge."
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~legacyofkainclan
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"Praise the glorious race of rats
One by one they'll join their dance" - The Whistler, Demons & Wizards
*runs off*
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"Praise the glorious race of rats
One by one they'll join their dance" - The Whistler, Demons & Wizards
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~Kitsunedajfox~
I choose to be happy, I choose to be free and I choose to eat lots of ice cream.
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"Praise the glorious race of rats
One by one they'll join their dance" - The Whistler, Demons & Wizards
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~Kitsunedajfox~
I choose to be happy, I choose to be free and I choose to eat lots of ice cream.
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"Praise the glorious race of rats
One by one they'll join their dance" - The Whistler, Demons & Wizards
Hi.
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Impress me.
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If I am the Phantom, it is because man's hatred has made me so... If I shall be saved, it will be because your love redeems me.
~ Erik (Lon Chaney's Phantom 1925)
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