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The deer’s antlers are big and white and apparently if you eat them you become young, lusty and virile (Oh yeah, I learned something from Footrot Flats) but it doesn’t work. They are like horns and they are prized by hunters and this is a really hard prompt i want a better one.
» Posted By AbandoningReality On 06.25.2011 @ 11:25 pm
There is all sorts of possibilitys in life. We can choose to do many things, or we can choose nto to do them. There is the possibility that you might marry someone, or there is the possibility that you will remain singles for the rest pof your life. Not that it is a bad thing to happen. It just might be really, really boring. I think that possibilities lie within all of us for all of eternity.
» Posted By AbandoningReality On 12.11.2010 @ 10:55 pm
The sweater was big, woolen, dark. It smelt of him as I lifted it to my face and inhaled his scent. Gosh, I missed him so much, but he left, leaving this single memory of him. It would have to suffice.
» Posted By AbandoningReality On 10.15.2010 @ 10:55 pm
Bears are big and fluffy. They are treasure guardians in Age of Empires 3 and they are sometimes hard to beat. I also could think of Winnie the Pooh, which also wouldn’t be… oh wait, he’s a bear. He eats a lot of honey.
» Posted By AbandoningReality On 10.14.2010 @ 9:23 pm
I missed the mist that had come up around me, only to disappear. I hated fog, but the surreal beauty of the mist impressed me deeply, to the point where I was only happy when I was hidden among the white mists. I hated the sun, because I was a vampire, but the mist suited me fine, although thankfully I didn’t sparkle, because I am a real vampire, that eats people and has to survive.
» Posted By AbandoningReality On 09.29.2009 @ 7:50 pm
To reveal your true self is a vast guess: you could reveal the self that you hope that people want to see, or you could reveal the self that you truly are. I believe that you should reveal your true self, and never be ashamed of it. It is you, after all, and we know that each person is unique.
» Posted By AbandoningReality On 09.28.2009 @ 10:40 pm
The flour in the pantry was rotten; there were maggots spread throughout it. She sighed, and shut the door behind her. It had been so hard since he died; she missed him so much, his laughter, his smile, the way he made her feel. Oh well, it couldn’t be helped, it was life.
» Posted By AbandoningReality On 10.09.2009 @ 11:11 pm
As they chased me, I could feel their hot breath on the back of my neck, and I hated it. I continued to run, away from them and away form myself. I loathed them because of what they did to me, and I loathed myself because of what I did because of them. They deserved to die, but it couldn’t be me who dealt the death to them. Not me, I couldn’t do it, not after what they had done.
» Posted By AbandoningReality On 10.05.2009 @ 2:12 am
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The balmy day was beautiful, but it wasn’t balm, which is what this requires. A balm is usually like an ointment, or a lotion, but I don’t really know, and I don’t really have the time to go and look it up, so you’ll just have to deal with it. The balm was nice, and it smelled of strawberry, just like my lip balm, Hey, that is a balm, of a sort!
» Posted By AbandoningReality On 10.01.2009 @ 7:53 pm