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MonolithsIn the land of dreams, I am a tree.
Under my branches, I've grown fruit and shade.
I give, as only I can.
But how do I grow in this forest?
Where I lay at the feet of the colossi,
Blotting out the sun?
Do not take me for a bitter stump,
I do not begrudge the fruits of your labour
Or mock the pains you surely took.
I only ask that you not scorn me.
I only hope I will not tarry.
Or forget those under my canopy.
OC Character Profile-Damon CorriganOC Character Profile
Name: Damon Virgil Corrigan
Age: 28 years
Ethnicity: United States, mixed Irish and Norwegian ancestry
Born: San Francisco, California
Lived: United States, Boston, Massachusetts, studied at university in the US
Height: 1 metre 75, 5 feet 8 inches
Weight: 67 kilos, 143 lbs
Build: Lean, inverted triangle shape (general body shape),balanced body with torso and legs being about the same length, broad square shoulders
Clothing Style: Aims for a neat, somewhat preppy look in his clothing choices
Unusual Features: None
Hair Colour/Style: Light blond/Wavy, medium length
Eye Colour: Grey-Blue
Eye Shape: deep-set eyes, neither close nor wide-set
Nose: Straight nose, narrow nostrils and a pointed tip
Facial shape: Round
Lips: thin on top,
PrejudiceI don't blame you for your prejudices.
How can I?
Have you forgotten that we live in a world of first impressions and sideways glances?
But I yearn for the moment
When the bogeyman fades away.
Only then can I rejoice.
Only then will those three words
Sound like the sweetest music
"I was wrong".
Duel of the Keyblades-Chapter 12The older Nobody’s words rang in his head, dying away slowly each time. The Key...could be used to unlock the final door to Kingdom Hearts...
“The Key!” Roxas exclaimed as enlightenment took hold “Sora!”
“What is it?”
“I think,” Roxas took a deep breath before turning to face his friend “I think I know what to do now.”
“Come on,” he urged “Follow me.”
Sora followed him, wondering just where the blond-haired boy was taking him. They walked until they reached a skyscraper with a giant television screen shooting up above them. Roxas aimed his Keyblade at the base of the tower concentrating as a thin white beam of light shot forth from the tip of the weapon and a black portal appeared before them. They ran towards it together, accustomed as they were to running through dark portals in order to get to their destinations.
The blackness parted and revealed a balcony with tw
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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