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Part Two: Forced ReunionsSerenai huffed. Not an amused huff. Not an upset huff. Not even a bored huff.

She just huffed.

And it was a well deserved huff, too.

“Hello, Hao,” She said with a smirk, turning to meet Hao’s unafraid gaze.

---

“Hao?” A younger, non-demonic Serenai asked her…friend, for the fact that enemy was a bit harsh to say, the latter of which was walking back home from that day’s lesson about the universe.

“Hmmm?”

“Wh-…why…” She stuttered, Serenai wasn’t shy around her family, but then again, she had known them all her life. When it came to others, though…well, she was

Melda n' Gevian - Bandits“Hey tents!” Melda goes running again exercising her new found freedom after being confined in a cabin on an elvish ship here to Vangev. At 89 years young, her boundless youthful energy being true to its name is… uhm boundless.

“Tents?” Gevian, her brother following in a walk squints at the horizon and notices what Melda saw. Tents, a fire, people.
“Melda, wait!” he shouted but she was out of ear shot, he broke into a jog but knew he couldn’t keep up with her energetic sprinting

“What do we have here?” A bandit thought out loud to his mates

“Hello!” she gives a big grin and a wav

Emerald Flames--- Chapter 3Several hours and a birthday celebration later, Jade had retired to her father's study while the
Reaper escorted Daniel back to his shack. Laying back onto a daybed, she found herself drifting
off into a dream.

There was fog everywhere. Darkness claimed the areas where no fog was visible. A voice,
clear yet soft, gentle but firm, whispered into her ears.

~Moonlight shines,
In the
Darkened night.
A young girl
Cries about
Her plight

Father
Mother
Buried and dead
She was sold
To a brothel
At the age
Of eight

Now she lives
The life of
A whore
Her hopes
And dreams
Nothing but
Lore

Goodbye, goodbyeGoodbye, goodbye

Goodbye, Goodbye, I just have to sigh…

The time is way too short.

The tales of your absence among our class presence

Will never fail to shock…

Remember the lame jokes and the things we spoke

And the cynical remarks you made.

Recall my strange nature and scream the weird nomenclatures

That you and I love to create.

But before you leave, my heart wrecks with grief

To know that you would be gone…

The distance so far, like the fathomless stars;

Unable to sing you your song…

But I'll always remember, as a constant reminder

The question you asked when you were free.

Those four words, that you'll always blurt,

The id

Emerald FlamesREMOTE VALLEY.
Shangxi Province,China.

Shadows cast demons onto the ground. Overhead, the moon shed its silvery essence upon
the sleeping valley. In a bamboo grove, a body. Beaten and bloody. Beside the fallen woman,
a crying bundle. A cloaked figure stood over the two. Worn hands grasping a massive scythe.
With eyes like coals aflame, the Grim Reaper murmured to himself. "Another one to the rapists."
The fallen woman heaved another desperate breath. Producing a weather beaten crucifix,
the Angel of Death uttered a prayer. Then, he kneeled, and gently shut the woman eyelids and
whispered,"Fear not, for your child is in good hands." Th

Love?“A profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person; a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend; sexual passion or desire; to have a strong liking for; take great pleasure in; to need or require; benefit greatly from.”

This is how the dictionary defines “love”
But what is it really?
What is love?
The thing that husbands and wives do.
What mothers do when their child is sick,
Letting it wipe its nose on her favorite blouse
With no complaints,
Just smiling into their sweet baby’s face.
Is that love?
Or, is it just one of those words
That no one can exp

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The Keeperby ~Misuto

Traditional Art / Paintings / Fantasy

©2004-2013 ~Misuto

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I worked on this all day yesterday, so here it is! Hope you like!

It's The Keeper, or the Keeper of Life, from Spice's Old At Being Young. [link]

Done with water color pencils and a ball point pen. Thanks for your reviews!

~acidshadow Jun 17, 2004

O_O This is so beautiful! such nice work! keep it up!

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~Misuto Jun 17, 2004 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

hey, thanks a lot !

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!Nightcaster Apr 11, 2004

Beautiful detail!!

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~LightShia Jan 11, 2004

That's great! Your hard work paid off!
Hmm, I should do that too... But I'm lazy...

Very Nice! Hope to see more of this awesome work!

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~SilantWanderer Jan 11, 2004 Hobbyist Photographer

ooo, very awesome. ^_^.

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~Misuto Jan 11, 2004 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

Thanks! I worked really hard on it.

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~cake-or-death Jan 11, 2004

cool +fav!

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~SadistBoo Jan 11, 2004

Awesome

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~Misuto Jan 11, 2004 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

Thanks!

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