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Emotions are complicated.
And the way they dictate your mannerisms is even more complicated.
Because they do, even if you're one of those idiots who says things like "I only use logic to make decisions!"
That's sentimental bullshit. When you say that, what you're really saying is "I all(more)
I can't even
Because I write so much and so often, the worlds in my head are just as real as the world I live in.
And they often overlap and bisect the world I live in in strange ways.
For instance, sometimes I come across something in my waking hours, a(more)
rambling... | damn it'...
seasons
So imagine this: it’s nighttime, and it’s cold outside. Your coat is not as warm as you thought it’d be. It’s not snowing yet, but it will later. You don’t know that, though. All you know is that you can’t see the moon and the clouds look purple and(more)
very far away
Move, move, move!
Augh!
Get up!


(more)
2 people | hiding
it isn't
If they don't kill us, then what?
Just shut up, ok? Obviously I don't have the answer.
Seriously! If this batch doesn't kill us, then what? Are we just going to run forever?

I swear to god I'm going to shoot you if you don't shut up.
Listen(more)
2 people | hiding
shelter
Here, here! Get in, quick!
Alright, there's no need to push me!
They're coming!
Wait, where are you going?
To check around back.
(more)
2 people | hiding
go team
Team sports have never been my favorite thing. I like to think that I am athletic, but when my feet hit the field, I am sadly outstripped by pretty much everyone else.
With a family that is wholeheartedly into sports of any variety, this is practically a sin agains(more)
bad suggestion
The dark sea turns on the beach.
"You are not what you were," it cries.
But the beach lies in still repose, careless of the sea's anguish.
The dark sea roars to the sky,
"What have my eyes seen?" (more)
why it won't work
Twisted and
contorted.
Guilt mixed with anger,
resentment with fear.
Danger leaps at your throat.
You're falling behind. (more)
first words
There's a feeling sometimes.
Restlessness, I guess you could call it. Or maybe wanderlust. It strikes out of the blue and wrenches your life open and all you can do is carry on, because really, who has the time or the means to just drop everything and go?
And(more)
much younger
A grown maelker is a massive beast, almost to half the size of a haelkyte. The first time I ever saw one was during one of my very first trips into the Great Wastes, and I will never forget the sight.
I was alone, but for one of my(more)
The Nort...
leg work
There’s a terrifying grandeur to sea.
It washes and writhes and boils and rolls;
The ocean scares the crap out of me.
But I’m drawn to it,
I test it,
I challenge its limits, (more)
not fast enough
My watcher is back. He stands just around the corner of the next-nearest street, where he thinks I can't see him.
"What do you think?" I ask Kav from where I kneel before her. She whuffs quietly and points toward the street where the stranger lurks.
"You're right," (more)
The Nort...
broken guitar
Once, in a fit of fury, he took his guitar and smashed it against a desk. Over and over, until his arms shook and his fury was spent and not even the neck was left.
Then he left.
Someone else cleaned up the shards of wood, and he neve(more)
approved of
The maelker beside me, the one I call Creak, nips the maelker in front of him, starting a fight that startles me out of my memories.
My switch is in my hand a moment later, and two stinging blows are all it takes to settle the beasts' differences. Crea(more)
The Nort...