A Scarlet NightChapter One:A Scarlet Night by prettyflour
Edward pushed the doors open and allowed himself to breathe for the first time in forty minutes. The air was fresh and clean, clearing the scents and easing the burn.
During lunch, he sat at a table outside, a book in his hands. Bored, he stretched back into the seat and pretended to read, taking notice of what was happening around him, invading the minds of those who dwelled in his vicinity.
A laugh broke his concentration. A girl was sitting under a tree with a book in one hand and an apple in the other. She wore a wide smile and a large knit cap that covered a crown of long dark hair. She was pale, flushed, and giggling at the words on the page. He wondered what she was reading.
She turned her head, her eyes slowly meeting his and she smiled shyly. Stray hairs blew around her face gently, yet he felt no breeze and he couldn't hear anything. She was silent, her mind told him nothing.
She rose to her feet and walked to him, a grin playing on her lips as she approa
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everything. Nothing held back
the girl with moonbeams for eyes,
feeling the gardens she walked,
through dozing dewdrop buds,
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rippling away rain clouds from
the sky at her feet, as she shook
constellations from her hair,
while birds sang from her throat.
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Three Square MealsShe wakes up in the morning
dreading the day ahead
Curling herself into a tight ball
she wishes she could stay in bed
She is called down for breakfast,
a meal she'd rather miss
An awkward silence greets her
broken only by the frying pan's hiss
Her parents glare at one another;
they'd had another fight
Of course, she already knew this
She heard them shouting all night
Across from her is her sister,
top too low, skirt too high
"I'm skipping school today," she says
She's going on a date with some guy
She glances over at her brother,
headphones on, oblivious to the world
He did this every single day
since she was a little girl
She swings her bag over her shoulder
and heads for the door
She smiles brightly and cheerfully exclaims,
"I'll be off, be back at four!"
The shrill sound of the lunch bell
echoes through the hall
Her mom forgot to pack her lunch
She doesn't mind at all
She sits with a large group of friends
yet still, she feels alone
She might as well be a wallflower
hidden behind a
PhotographyHe loved nothing more than capturing the world on his digital camera. A quick press on the tiny button could make a fleeting moment last an eternity. He could hold time in his hands and freeze every perfect instance, immortalizing its beauty. Every still frame held a story within, and nothing brought him more pride than when he recalled each detail with vivid clarity.
No two pictures were ever the same – he knew that when a moment passed, it was gone forever. There was no second chance of the same scene. The same circumstances. The same feelings and actions. So he did his best to commit every special scene to memory.
The world was its most beautiful when he saw it through the lens. Magical, it all was! The way all the colors blended and contrasted with one another. The way he would move, ever so slightly, and the world shifted its focus on something new. It awed him how a tiny glass window could enhance what he saw with his own two eyes.
He never called himself a photographer. He
Of Threats and ThievesDisclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I make no profit from this work of fiction.
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Author harassed by thief – death threat issued
Throughout the years, various heinous acts have been reported in the news. We've seen stories about many crimes and other disgusting affairs. Even so, it is rare that we see such irony as the following.
While most people do not find any humor in theft – and those who have been victims find the act absolutely intolerable – it is uncommon for the thief to retaliate by threatening the pers
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Staring into the darkness, she waited. Staring out over the ocean, Lulu could not help but smirk. She had never thought of herself as the maiden waiting at the seashore for her sailor to come home to her. She was a warrior, a dark mage, and one of the guardians of a Summoner. But even warriors had their weaknesses. He was hers.
Feet crunched the gravel behind her, and she relaxed into the arms that wrapped around her, leaning into the warm chest behind her. “You know, Chappu really loved you with all his heart.” His chin rested on her shoulder, allowing her to feel his breath on her ear as he spoke.
“I know, Wakka.” She sighed, stepping forward and turning, a small space separating them as a chill breeze blew in from the ocean. “I loved him also.” Lulu stepped toward him, reaching out and caressing his cheek gently. “But my heart has ro
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