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A beautiful sunrise brings on a day with no expectations and no limitations. Being free to do anything that comes to mind, with no regrets and no responsibilities. Making choices that concern no one other than yourself, simply because you feel that will make you happy. Being as natural as the elements and getting no repercussions or recriminations. Living your life with the feeling of total abandonment and loving every single millisecond of it. A romantic sunset brings on a night of passionate intimacies, with never-ending possibilities. Being free to act out the most primal of instincts and to reap in all its rewards. Being as mysterious an

Character profile (no pic as of yet) Name: Gies' Age:Unknown Race:Human-ish / Human/Goddess hybrid Gender:Female Height:5'4" Weight:119 Personality:Arrogant,Sadomasochistic and sarcastic. Appearance:Dark brown waist length hair, parted to the left. Hazel eyes with outer iris ringed in gold when agitated or excited. Bio:father human, mother goddess of chaos. Saved in the forest by her fathers assassins and trained in the craft.

“Twas A Nightmare Before Christmas” (A Victim’s Warning) Twas the nightmare before Christmas, screams rang through the house. The creatures were amassing, shedding much body louse. The dungeon was clean and shiny but none had a care, For the tables with their straps, they still lay bare. Unsuspecting victims curled up tight in their beds, Unknowing of the chances a monster may take their heads. I’m at the front my shiny new whip around my waist does wrap. My friends from the dungeon, ready to spring the trap. Our rush outside is so fast the streetlights just shatter. All animals in the area in justified fear sim

It's a Hope Chest when you're young. In it goes all mementos' of your hopes and dreams of the future. Magazine clips of a wedding dress and flowers. Your oh so private diary. Magazine clips of the hottest male star you just know you're going to marry someday. Your personal poems and stories you plan on publishing and make it rich off of. The cute little notes passed in class between best friends. The love notes from that cute boy who you never thought would notice you. Photo's of everyone in your life. All those movie ticket stubs from a time when life was just great. It's a Memory Chest when you get a little older. You go through it and tak