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posted by dragonsmemory
The following poem was composed in spring 2011. It was originally گیا کیا پوسٹ winter 2012 in the Dragons club here on Fanpop.


NIGHTFIRE

Winge beating,
Lungs heaving,
Black shadow
Torn from the sky.

Eyes glancing,
Alert and fierce.
آگ کے, آگ dancing.

Wheeling,
Circling,
Nightmare
Incarnate.

آگ کے, آگ dark as night,
Scales bright as gems.
Gleaming eyes,
Searching for a feast.

Wings furled.
Claws extended.
Dives down.
Death claims
Another victim.
Glides up.
Feasting begins.

The dragon flies off.
It is gone,
And the
Nightmare
Is done.
posted by SweetHoneyBunny
Gunshots fired across the streets as soldier upon soldier fell before their brothers; the blood seeped through the thin uniforms, offering no protection یا comfort. The front line men had taken a beating, trapped in the city with the Bellators and cut off from their troops. Flames leap from between the buildings as reinforcements moved in with the flame guns, torching anything and everybody without the mark of the sword. Men and boys no older then ten could be heard screaming as the flames licked their skin and burning through the flesh. Battle had been going on all morning as battalion V35...
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posted by alicia386
"I would like the first option please."

"Very مقبول choice," he commented. He motioned with his fingers for me to follow him down the hallway. "You will a completely different person but with very similar personality traits and because we can't really have آپ killing yourself off again, I've decided to make your life horrid. آپ will be mistreated and unloved. آپ won't have much and آپ will not want it either."

"No fair," I said. "That isn't any different from my old life. I thought in this new life I would have a better life like nice parents and maybe a sibling یا two."

"Actually, Ms. White,"...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~
17
Mikey
    Now, I’m not saying I was scared یا anything, but I couldn’t help but feel a chilling sensation when I saw the stone again, still glowing, but brighter than before. It was like some twisted sick foreboding object, something that, as beautiful as it was, I didn’t ever want to see یا touch again. We all stared at it, trying not to get to memorized as before. We were at some deserted park Terry use to come when she was a child, but after a kid died her parents shunned her from the place.
    How nice.
    “Okay…so,...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~
14
    Zaria
    “It’s a crystal, it’s a crystal, it’s a crystal, it’s a freaking glowing crystal!” Edith shouted staring at it with horrific fascination.
     “Should we keep it?” Iris asked, poking the thing hesitantly.
    Stilere glared at her. “Yes we should, this is what we’ve been looking for.”
    “What exactly is it?” Alex asked. “And why are we looking for it?”
    Stilere shrugged. “Well, for one I don’t think...
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posted by TheEvilHoodie
The twins woke early. It had been a dark, stormy night - even some of the big ones were scared. They sat up and stretched in unison before clambering out of their smooth wooden high-walled bed. They had previously found a way to push down the bars, making the jump on the other side much less challenging and not so hard on the derriere. They took the stairs one at a time, clinging on to the handrails on either side. The twins entered the living room, fumbling around in the dark for the matches to light the torches they had fashioned out of thick wood and coal. Once this was done, they crawled...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~     
10
    Stilere
    I could barely conentrate throughout the day, my mind kept on wondering. Why did we need to learn at a time like this? It feels like it was just yesterday that we were almost killed سے طرف کی this storm created from the book, and the school knows it too. Why risk it?
    The سوال asked for all layers, and I could tell I was really asking myself. Why risk it? For a book of all things, a few months پہلے if آپ کہا I’d be counting ona book I would have laughed in your face,...
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 7 : Tragedy

The اگلے days sun rose, as جے knew what he had to to do...

"Welcome!, Lady's and Gents, i give you: جے vs Cole!" The announcer screamed!

"Ready to die?" Cole کہا as they Unleashed a giant لومڑی Form Kitsune! It lunged at جے and he dodged it. When جے looked at the towering Kitsune he noticed something: Whip Marks! Then he knew what to do.

"Shhh, it's ok" کہا کہا as put his hand on it's head and it started whimpering, "It's ok, i won't hurt you".

Then جے heard something: Screams! Then he saw what happened. King George stabbed Amber through the دل at the سب, سب سے اوپر of the Colosseum!...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Six

EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON. JUST MAKE THE BEST OF IT. -Erica

      The things going through my mind that دن were not pleasant ones. They were mainly flashbacks. Flashbacks from ancient times but t felt lie it was not very long ago. The first one was مزید of a modern medieval setting. There were towering stone buildings and cobblestone streets. The night sky made the scene even مزید melancholy with its dreadful grey skies and cold rain. It was the perfect scene for a battle. A lofty man wearing a lengthy cost which was covered in bright jewels and beautiful pearls. His golden...
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posted by Problematic129
I wrote this a while back, for my language arts class. Please don't copy, enjoy!!!:)
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
دکھائیں that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
یا cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
posted by IlovePatch97
Reality hurts, I have experience
It makes آپ feel free, and then drags آپ to the ground
It tells آپ that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes آپ see what آپ want to see
Let’s آپ feel what آپ want to feel
It puts آپ in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at آپ in the face for your mistakes
It can help آپ find love یا heartbreak
In the end reality gives آپ the same outcome
The very outcome آپ tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed
posted by SweetHoneyBunny
سے طرف کی the time I got to the small shopping center in my ever smaller town, my Jeep had stalled twice, the window was stuck half way and the little light on the dash was flashing. Could it get any worst? Better not say that in case something did happen.
I grabbed my keys, stuffed them in my bag and slammed the door.

“Julie! Over here! Juuuuulie!” Sophie was almost standing on her chair in the food court waving her hands in the air like a lunatic. “What took so long? I've been waiting for like 3 hours!” she کہا when I finally managed to weave my way through the other people there. “I...
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posted by alicia386
(I hate it when stories are not in paragraph form but I don't have time to change mine and out it in paragraph form. برداشت, ریچھ with me until the summer)

Chapter One The Last One Standing
I stared at the glorious sun shining through the thick glass windows. Why did I have to be caged inside of this place while my دوستوں were enjoying their summers? Johnny boasted all about how his parents were taking him all of the way to India. I have never been to India. Marcus, my other best friend, کہا he was going to spend most of his summers staying inside relaxing. What am I doing? I am stuck here. Apparently,...
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This one's from Lisa PoV
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During hall time, I saw Zoë and Ash sitting on the steps together. Ash had his head on Zoë’s shoulder. Zoë had wrapped her arms around his neck and was stroking his hair, whispering to him. She looked up when I came over.
    “Is he okay?” I whispered.
    “He’ll be alright,” she said.
    “What’s wrong?”
    She shook her head. “He won’t tell me. He doesn’t want to go home, though. Like,...
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Okay, I changed Wesley from being homosexual to being pansexual. Just so آپ guys know.
Also, this chapter's from Zoë's point of view.

We had a substitute teacher. They’re the only ones who ever bother with the roll call. The other teachers do it for the first three days of school and then just give up on it.
    The substitute was one of those grumpy old ladies with the white hair and thin glasses that she wore on the end of her nose. She introduced herself as Ms. Norman. She pronounced it Mizzzzzz, drawing out the Z so she sounded like a bumble bee.
    She...
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