When we first began to understand alchemy no one understood the exchange or the unfathomable arrogance we unleashed upon the world, these notes are taken from the young scientist who had started the Catalyst and created the Homunculus Effect. The year is 2016 in a world where alchemy is used only in television and stories.
* * *
Sirius sat in the college style hall listening to absentmindedly to the murmurs of the students nearby, they were speaking of the class and what might be going on, he was however scrolling on his phone bored out of his mind hoping the lecture was not going to cut into his lunch time. Again.
The Origins: Chapter 5 by lovelydead666, literature
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The Origins: Chapter 5
After a while of laying with the pups, Eclipse asked Riversblood to summon all of the pack into the great clearing; as he waited the pups played yipping at his feet and he enjoyed the moment of bliss. It took a few moments for all the wolves to come find a place. He knew his voice would carry and when he began to speak the last of the stragglers took their place.
“Friends, brothers, sisters: welcome. I have have summoned you as your new leader. The great ShadowFang has died the great death and he has put me in place as your king!” There were howls of approval and questions were barked, “ Before you even dare to question my
Have you ever wanted to do something stupid?
Have you ever wanted to break the mirror because the reflection staring back at you laughs at your attempt for the want of something lucid?
I ask again, Have you ever wanted to do something stupid?
Have you ever felt so tight of breath that the restriction on your breathing caused you to start heaving nothing, only to leaving you feel putrid?
An anxiety attack is like a walking night terror from the pits of hell that makes a scourned woman look tame.
The feeling of wanting to run but you can only hide you feel lame.
When you start to close off everything and anything leaving only the words of apo
Drop of blood smeared across the pavement
smashing my knuckles deeper my anger under no concealment
Maybe it is just me but shouldn't you try a little harder
go a little farther
when you say you love me?
Because I have bent over backwards
now I have a broken back and your words.
Is that what they were?
Just words that meant less than what they were?
I guess I'll never know
Knuckles showing bone, I'll let the blood flow.
The Origins: Chapter 4 by lovelydead666, literature
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The Origins: Chapter 4
The people at the fire that night were merry as Eclipse thought over what had happened that day. Some revelers were singing a slow song and he stopped to listen to them. It was slow and melodic and went like this:
What a godly thing,
if children of the Earth
could live together
in peace.
No more war or death
only peace and unity.
Could this be easy for all kind?
A shudder flew through the feral child as the song ended in a somber hum, He then felt a touch on his shoulder. He looked up at a lovely face tinted orange by the dying fire. She was tall and slender with auburn hair.
"My name is Athena Greatshot and Irial said I was to accompany
When we first began to understand alchemy no one understood the exchange or the unfathomable arrogance we unleashed upon the world, these notes are taken from the young scientist who had started the Catalyst and created the Homunculus Effect. The year is 2016 in a world where alchemy is used only in television and stories.
* * *
Sirius sat in the college style hall listening to absentmindedly to the murmurs of the students nearby, they were speaking of the class and what might be going on, he was however scrolling on his phone bored out of his mind hoping the lecture was not going to cut into his lunch time. Again.
The Origins: Chapter 5 by lovelydead666, literature
Literature
The Origins: Chapter 5
After a while of laying with the pups, Eclipse asked Riversblood to summon all of the pack into the great clearing; as he waited the pups played yipping at his feet and he enjoyed the moment of bliss. It took a few moments for all the wolves to come find a place. He knew his voice would carry and when he began to speak the last of the stragglers took their place.
“Friends, brothers, sisters: welcome. I have have summoned you as your new leader. The great ShadowFang has died the great death and he has put me in place as your king!” There were howls of approval and questions were barked, “ Before you even dare to question my
Have you ever wanted to do something stupid?
Have you ever wanted to break the mirror because the reflection staring back at you laughs at your attempt for the want of something lucid?
I ask again, Have you ever wanted to do something stupid?
Have you ever felt so tight of breath that the restriction on your breathing caused you to start heaving nothing, only to leaving you feel putrid?
An anxiety attack is like a walking night terror from the pits of hell that makes a scourned woman look tame.
The feeling of wanting to run but you can only hide you feel lame.
When you start to close off everything and anything leaving only the words of apo
Drop of blood smeared across the pavement
smashing my knuckles deeper my anger under no concealment
Maybe it is just me but shouldn't you try a little harder
go a little farther
when you say you love me?
Because I have bent over backwards
now I have a broken back and your words.
Is that what they were?
Just words that meant less than what they were?
I guess I'll never know
Knuckles showing bone, I'll let the blood flow.
i want my name to be sinister.
i want my smile to light up a crime scene.
i want my teeth to be burning fire.
i want my tongue to be the smoke in your lungs.
i want my eyes to be the locks on your car door.
i wish my cheekbones were the bass-line to all your worst nights.
i wish the arch of my eyebrows were the curve of each rose petal on your grave.
i wish you were never able to run away from me.
i wish you saw my arsonist grin in every girl you kiss.
i wish you felt my rough pink skin on every boy you’ve ever touched.
i wish you saw my lips on every mirror you looked in.
i wish you shook hands with me at every family gathering.
i want
Close to tears,
pulling my hair,
blood pounding in my ears,
gasping, can't seem to get air
The longer I wait,
the worse it gets,
can't hesitate,
it's at my fingertips
It's breaking my heart,
I don't understand,
I'm falling apart,
because of a man.
I swore to myself,
never again,
I lied to myself,
'cause I'm here again.
I'm caught,
stuck in between,
it's all for naught,
I'm nobody's queen.
I don't get it,
why do I try?
I always regret it,
how long did I cry?
Hearing one's voice,
brings me to tears,
my first life choice,
killing my fears.
He did all it would take,
helped build me up,
then watched me break,
let me self-destruct.
Listenin
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Closed eyes,
pounding heart,
I never realized,
they'd restart.
Here they've forced,
into my mind,
but their source,
I can never find.
I never scream,
I never cry,
it's just a dream,
and that is why.
The fear creeps in,
when tender fingers turn to claws,
tearing the skin,
beneath my jaws.
"It's not real!
That won't happen!"
It doesn't change how I feel,
subconsciously while napping.
Blood drips down,
across his chest,
a shattered town,
inside his breast.
One never knows,
what comes after,
when nightmares show,
your personal disasters.
With love comes pain,
with joy comes sorrow,
with skies comes rain,
look toward tomorrow.
My eyes snap
Hearts pounding,
blood singing,
words resounding,
ears ringing.
"I love you"
brightly blushing,
"I love you, too"
warm skin flushing.
Lounging in bed,
on his chest,
I lay my head,
feeling blessed.
He's sleeping now,
but holds me tight,
safe and sound,
I whisper goodnight.
I close my eyes,
finally at peace,
knowing he's mine,
I drift off to sleep.
We sleep softly,
in a gentle embrace,
fearing nothing that only
love can replace.
In his eyes I'm pretty,
to him I gleam,
he sees beauty
through my self-esteem.
In my eyes he's grand,
every pore, line and curve,
I see someone perfect and
all I want in this world.
So, no matter what others sa
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Eclipse looked through the thin sheet of glass smiling to himself at the tranquility of the snow drifting, and falling pleasantly upon the ground. If only this could last longer he thought, knowing that the small bit of peace would be the last he would have for a while. There was a curt knock on the door of the study as the servant girl walked in.
"He is here mine Lord." her voice was soft but full of more venom than a black mamba. Rightfully so, Eclipse thought as he told her to bring him in. This man- no this HUMAN had killed Vercelli, his fae, his own. A feeling of deep hatred filled Eclipse then one so deep that it went past even pri