CallbackSherry sat in the dining room of her small apartment. She held a half eaten peanut butter sandwich while staring at the phone on the table. 'Do it,' she thought. 'Pick it up and call him. Set your life back. Call him and get back on track.' Rita, Sherry's cat, purred on her leg before Sherry got down to lie on the floor. “I don't want to call him,” she said aloud. “I wanna go shopping. I wanna take a nap.”Callback
Rita climbed up on Sherry's chest and looked down at her face. It was as if she was expecting some sort of answer from her. Whatever it was, it was the wrong one. “No shopping,” Sherry said, “
A Seer StoryMike waited outside the kitchen door for her next meal. He would be the one to deliver it for her; it was his turn this time. He didn't enjoy doing it. He found her quite strange as anyone else would. It was, after all, her position in the great Telfur family. When the time came, a tray of food came from the small opening on the door. Mike took it and made his way down the opposite hall. Walking down the clean bright white halls of Telfur Tower felt like walking down a zoo to throw raw meat at a lion. At the end of the hall was a doorway guarded by two men in uniform. When they saw Mike, they open the doors enough to go in.A Seer Story
Insid
Guitar TownHe came around town at about noon with the sun high over his head. He stepped across the lifeless town made of small wooden shops and stores. All of them lined around the one main street going through the middle. Each footstep echoed with the wind blowing dust and dirt.Guitar Town
He stopped about halfway through the town. He didn't need to go any further. He pulled back his coat and set it on a railing close by. He stood there for several moments as sweat trickled down his face. His fingers rubbing against his holster, waiting for their time. “That's a pretty tune you got there.”
On the other side of the street was
ConsultationHe sat there waiting for the clock to strike two. He had an appointment today; one he looked forward to. This didn't happen everyday, but since it did, he was going to do all he could.Consultation
"Excuse me, Mister Robertson, he's here," said the speaker box on his desk.
"Thank you Jessie, send him in." He sat behind his desk as he watched the door in front of him open. A student wearing a black hood walked into his office and took a seat. "You wanna take that off?" he asked.
The student hesitated, but eventually took it off showing his black windswept hair. It was in a certain style that the kids wear these days.
by £deviantWEAR
by £deviantWEAR
To my friends and watchers
Defeated
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Dance! Lifestream, dance!
It’s a well. It looks like you could climb inside, but you can’t. Really.
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"My soul, corrupted by vengeance, hath endured torment to find the end of the journey, in my own salvation and your eternal slumber."
~Genesis Rhapsodos
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"It's not a tomatoe, It's a Crimson Pumpkin"
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"My soul, corrupted by vengeance, hath endured torment to find the end of the journey, in my own salvation and your eternal slumber."
~Genesis Rhapsodos
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"My soul, corrupted by vengeance, hath endured torment to find the end of the journey, in my own salvation and your eternal slumber."
~Genesis Rhapsodos
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"Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor......
my bullet will punish all without distinction.....
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"My soul, corrupted by vengeance, hath endured torment to find the end of the journey, in my own salvation and your eternal slumber."
~Genesis Rhapsodos
How are you?
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"Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor......
my bullet will punish all without distinction.....
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"My soul, corrupted by vengeance, hath endured torment to find the end of the journey, in my own salvation and your eternal slumber."
~Genesis Rhapsodos
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