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When Will My Heart Heal (WIP)
“Termonious, come on, wake up silly! We were going to play with Mercutio today, so you gotta wake up.” He recognized that voice, he had heard it so many times throughout his life how could not recognize it. It was her, with her short black hair and her bright green eyes. He had opened his eyes and let out a loud yawn as he sat up and stretched, almost hitting the girl who had been calling his name.
“Hey! Be careful Termonious, you almost hit me in the face with the top of your head.” He had laughed at that and grinned at her, pushing himself up off of the ground.
“Then maybe you shouldn’t hover over me like that, Adonia.” She had huffed at him in slight annoyance but couldn’t help but smile at him before grabbing his hand and pulling him along behind her. “Well, come on then! Mercutio won’t wait for us if we take too long!”
He could feel someone rubbing circles into his chest, the sensation slowly bringing him back from
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Uncertainty
My dearest lord,
I feel afraid of you,
Afraid of telling you the truth.
I'm terrified of my uncertainty,
My words that could cause you so much distress.
A spur of the moment decision was made on my part,
And as the severity begins to dawn on me...
I feel it.
I feel it in my soul...
Fear.
The fear of letting you know...
That my uncertainty will show,
That it will show through everything else.
Please...
Forgive me.
Sincerely,
The golden-eyed minx.
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After It's All Said and Done
She had lost everything to him. Rose, her dearest sister, had her life stolen from her the night that they bought that infernal music box and made that god forsaken wish.
The night after she had gathered all of the other Heroes of Strength, Will, and Skill, he came again. Having captured those Heroes and sent them off to the Spire, he had revelled in the truth that spilled from his lips. Her husband, her son, her daughter; dead, and by his own hand!
When he had aimed that pistol at her, she almost gave up and began to accept defeat. But that was not to be for as he pulled the trigger, her lifelong friend, her dog, leapt in front of her. He took the bullet straight to the chest then once again, Lucien took aim and fired. His bullet was not blocked this time and when it pierced her skull, she blacked out.
She had heard a voice, the voice of the blind seer who saved her many years ago after being shot out of Lucien’s castle. That’s right, it wasn’t time for her to die ju
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At Dawn
Sheathe your sword and wait for the morrow.
For at dawn, we fight as one.
For justice and freedom,
For life and hope,
We shall make our stand here.
Sharpen your axe and cleave with its blade.
For our dreams and ideals
Holding them high above our heads.
As we fight, they will aid us
For at dawn we’ll fight.
String your bow and nock your arrow
Take aim and never lose sight
Of what we fight for
Of what we’re here for
For at dawn we fight.
And when the midday sun has risen
Higher and higher into the sky
Lay down your weapons
The war has ended
For at dawn we fought.
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Never Change
Oh, what a fool you are
Thinking you can escape
Trying to love yourself
You can't help but lie
Lie to yourself
Lie to your family
You'll never change
No matter what you do
Nothing will change
You "love" yourself?
Get real
You never have
And guess what?
You never will
And you want to know why
Because I am you
I know that you won't change
We'll stay the same
You'll lose hope
You'll end up with nothing
Just like you always have
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Inner Voices
Can you hear them
The voices that linger
And within my mind
They resound
Resonating as one
Voices of them
Of the ones who have
Torn me apart
They eat at my mind
Always there to scorn me so
Echoes of the past
Warping every thought, every action
Whore
Liar
Selfish
Bitch
These voices
Of those who never knew the truth
They stay with me
Never leaving my side
"Give up."
"No matter what you do,
"It won't amount to anything."
"You'll only fail, why bother?"
These voices, they never rest
They press on and on
With no end in sight
And I listen to them
I listen
And they destroy me
From top to bottom
Crushing my hopes and dreams
My desires and aspirations
Buried underneath the rubble
Confidence can never grow
Because of these inner voices
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I See Something Else
Why do you stare at your reflection in disgust?
What makes you hate yourself so much?
You and I see different things in your reflection
You see grotesque and rotund, even hideous.
However, I see something that you never do
I see fair skin, with cheeks flushed red
Lips, small and as pink as a rose petal
I see eyes that are as deep as the ocean
With two bright blue irises, just as beautiful
And hair the color of earth just after a rainstorm
I see beauty in the curves of your body
In the way you smile and laugh
And in the way you talk.
You may think to truly hate yourself,
Until the end of time itself
But I could never hate you
For you are me, as I am you.
And know this,
I love you
Even if you don't believe it
Just know that it is true.
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Memories
When there is no light,
When there is no hope.
What is there for us,
To keep fighting?
Is it for our family,
Is it for our beloved?
Is it for our dreams?
Is it for our future?
That I do not know,
I don't know the answer.
I don't think I will,
Even with hundreds of years.
I do not think,
That I will ever find an answer.
I don't think I will find,
An answer that will remain constant.
My answer though,
Is the memories.
The memories that I have,
The memories that I hold dear.
Even as I watch my friends,
My own family, turn to dust.
I will still hold the memories,
Of our time and our happiness.
I will hold those memories,
Close to my heart until it no longer beats,
Till my time finally arrives.
And when it does,
I will smile at Death.
I will hold out my hand to him,
And I shall say with pure contentment.
"I'm ready, my old friend."
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Deceitful Appearances
You hold no sympathy
Only apathy and malevolence.
You hide your true nature behind a friendly facade
Tricking all around you.
There are few who see you
For who you really are.
And your disguise is able to fool
Too many than it should.
I was one of the few
Who were fooled by you.
It took forever for me
To open my eyes and see...
That you truly are not what you appear to be.
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Birthday
Dear Grandfather,
Yesterday was your birthday right? May 13th? Mom and I had to work yesterday but even then, we each wore something to remember you. I wore your hunting club pin from 1995 and Mom wore a different hunting club pin that used to belong to you.
None of the patients, doctors, or medical assistants stopped or questioned us about the pins. I'm glad that they didn't ask us to remove the pins or else I probably would have been fired for saying no.
As the end of the work day (5 p.m.) drew near, I had been in the back near the billing department's office. I was working on organizing some files for Mom that held very important documents with medical information about our patients. I had my right headphone in and while I was organizing the documents, I had switched to the next song on my MP3 player. I don't think you've heard of it but it's known as "Demons" by Imagine Dragons. Even though I was still organizing those documents my mind was focused completely on the lyrics of the s
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Thank You
To those who write...
Whether you write for fun, or you write to bring joy to others; thank you.
Thank you for writing. It doesn't matter if you write fanfiction, poetry, or original stories. You put your heart into every word that is written. You give it your all in getting your readers to realize the moral of each written work that you post. And even if there isn't a moral, you still give it your all to make sure that your readers enjoy reading your work.
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Just reading your work, about your views and opinions on things, even the funny journals that you post! Just reading any of those brighten up my day and make me laugh and smile.
(Or, you know, SEND ME ON A FEELS TRIP AT MACH 4!)
I really can't put my gratitude into just one sentence. All I can truly say is thank you. Thank you for making the days of sadness, anger, stress, and sleep deprivation more bearable and happy.
     Yours Trul
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“Termonious, come on, wake up silly! We were going to play with Mercutio today, so you gotta wake up.” He recognized that voice, he had heard it so many times throughout his life how could not recognize it. It was her, with her short black hair and her bright green eyes. He had opened his eyes and let out a loud yawn as he sat up and stretched, almost hitting the girl who had been calling his name.

“Hey! Be careful Termonious, you almost hit me in the face with the top of your head.” He had laughed at that and grinned at her, pushing himself up off of the ground.

“Then maybe you shouldn’t hover over me like that, Adonia.” She had huffed at him in slight annoyance but couldn’t help but smile at him before grabbing his hand and pulling him along behind her. “Well, come on then! Mercutio won’t wait for us if we take too long!”


He could feel someone rubbing circles into his chest, the sensation slowly bringing him back from the dream world and from a memory of days gone by. When he finally came to, he opened his eyes and blinked. Once, twice, three times before taking in his surroundings and the elven woman lying next to him, drawing circles on his chest with her finger. Right, Velaren was her name and what a beauty she was too. Her long, black hair was tousled from their activities from the night before and her alluring blue eyes were staring at him with a small smirk forming on her lips.

“Good morning, handsome. Do you want to stay the rest of the night here with me? We could go a few more rounds if you’re feeling up for more.” She let out a soft but seductive giggle, kissing at his neck a few times before looking back up at him.

He pushed himself back before sitting up in the bed, ignoring her for a moment to look out over the room groggily. Finally turning to look at her, he shook his head no and began to move his body to the opposite side of the bed. She merely shrugged and said that it was his loss before getting out of the bed herself and making her way towards the door. He got out of the bed and stretched his arms behind him then began the task of picking up his clothes from where they lay on the floor.


As he got dressed, he couldn’t help but wonder why he kept coming here after everything that had happened. But he knew why, he was all too aware of his reasons why. He wanted to forget, even if it was only for a while, he wanted to forget the pain in his heart and the guilt that was eating him alive whenever he was alone.
When Will My Heart Heal (WIP)
Hey there guys, Mikoto here! So this piece is, as the title says, a work in progress. This is going to be a short story about the ex-fiancé of my Dungeons & Dragons character, Adonia. His name is Termonious and what he has done will be revealed later on in the story once I get it all typed out. So stay tuned!

Anyway, I hope you guys have an awesome day/night!!

Bye-bye!! ^w^
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My dearest lord,

I feel afraid of you,
Afraid of telling you the truth.

I'm terrified of my uncertainty,
My words that could cause you so much distress.

A spur of the moment decision was made on my part,
And as the severity begins to dawn on me...

I feel it.
I feel it in my soul...

Fear.
The fear of letting you know...

That my uncertainty will show,
That it will show through everything else.

Please...
Forgive me.

Sincerely,

The golden-eyed minx.
She had lost everything to him. Rose, her dearest sister, had her life stolen from her the night that they bought that infernal music box and made that god forsaken wish.


The night after she had gathered all of the other Heroes of Strength, Will, and Skill, he came again. Having captured those Heroes and sent them off to the Spire, he had revelled in the truth that spilled from his lips. Her husband, her son, her daughter; dead, and by his own hand!

When he had aimed that pistol at her, she almost gave up and began to accept defeat. But that was not to be for as he pulled the trigger, her lifelong friend, her dog, leapt in front of her. He took the bullet straight to the chest then once again, Lucien took aim and fired. His bullet was not blocked this time and when it pierced her skull, she blacked out.


She had heard a voice, the voice of the blind seer who saved her many years ago after being shot out of Lucien’s castle. That’s right, it wasn’t time for her to die just yet. But how would she get back? It was darkness all around her, everywhere she turned there was nothing but empty, black space.


It was then that she heard another voice, urging her to wake up. The voice was familiar, vaguely so, and was one that she hadn’t heard in a long time. She opened her eyes and standing there before her, was Rose with a chipper smile on her face.

Sparrow took in her surroundings and realized that it was their old farmhouse on the outskirts of Brightwood and this was the room that her and Rose used to share! It was only when she stood up out of bed did she notice that she should be much taller than Rose, given the many years that had passed since she last saw her sister. So why was Rose taller than her? She needed to only look in the mirror on the other side of the room to realize that she was a child again. Still trying to understand what was going on, she heard Rose begin rattling off what they could do while Mom and Dad were away for the day. And so they did everything on the list and Sparrow couldn’t have been happier.

Chasing the chickens back into the fenced in coops, target practice with bottles, killing beetles, tending to the fields and animals. She was having so much fun, it was just like how things used to be, how they were supposed to be. But soon the sun had set and the moon began to rise in the night sky, higher and higher till it reached the top.


They had gone to bed soon after the moon had risen, but they were woken up later in the night by the faintest and strangest of sounds. Sparrow strained to listen to the music out their open window, with Rose urging her just to go back to bed and to not leave the house. But that music was so familiar, so very familiar, she had to find out for herself what was causing it to play.

And so she left the house, ignoring her sister’s pleas to come back that instant. When she reached the gate of the farm, she pushed it open and walked through. As she walked through, Rose let out a blood curdling scream and when she looked back, the farm was on fire. Scared, she began running up the trail before her, the fire spreading around her. Dead bodies began lining the road, disheveled and some burning. Some having been mutilated on pikes, others just crumpled heaps on the ground. As she ran, the music grew louder and louder until she came up a hill with old ruins around it. And there, on a pedestal, sat an open music box. This nightmare must have been caused by this cursed thing, she had to close it, if only to make it stop. Sparrow quickly picked up the music box and the music stopped and everything around her went black.


She began to hear voices, one by one, each one bringing back more and more of her memories and once the final voice had stopped speaking; she remembered who she was and what she had to do. She was Sparrow and she had to get to the Spire, for Lucien owed her several thousand lives and she planned to collect his payment by claiming his life.


When she opened her eyes, she was back in the Spire with dead bodies strewn across the ground. Looking up at the glowing doorway ahead of her, she set her jaw and made her way into the room. As she stepped in, a display of pure greed lay before her. Three platforms, big enough for one person to stand on comfortably, each one with a Hero hovering above it. She could see the power being drained from the three and absorbed into the very man that she had come to kill. He began to speak to her, surprised that she was still alive after his second time of shooting her. As he prattled on, she realized that the bag at her waist felt heavier than she was used to. She reached her hand inside, never looking away from Lucien as she felt around her bag.


Her hands brushed against metal, with carvings indented into the sides. It was the music box! Going on a hunch, she pulled the music box out and held it in front of Lucien. He had scoffed at what a mere trinket could do, and that was when the metallic box began to glow. A trail of light came from the music box as it’s soft melody began to play, shooting out and consuming Lucien, absorbing all the power that he had collected and cutting off anymore attempts of gaining more from the three Heroes. Once he was drained completely and the other Heroes freed from his grip, Sparrow pulled out her pistol. Taking aim for the first shot, she got him in the chest, as for the second and final shot, the bullet buried itself in his skull.

He was dead, the threat of his power over Albion was gone with his death. She stayed where she was at as the other Heroes picked themselves up off of their platforms and the blind seer herself appeared where Lucien once stood. She congratulated them and told Sparrow that with the Spire’s power she could grant her one wish. When she offered her hand for Sparrow to take, she could hear Rose’s voice once again. She spoke in a calming manner, saying that it’s okay for her to take the blind seer’s hand. So, she did and she was teleported to an all white room with Theresa standing before her.

As the blind seer listed off the three choices for her wish, she pondered over the wish to bring back all of those who lost their lives to the Spire and the wish to bring back the ones that she loved. She could have it all back with one sentence. She could have her sister, her husband, her children and her lifelong companion, all back with one wish. But what about those who have also lost their loved ones? The ones who went to the Spire and never returned had family and friends too. The decision she came to hurt her, it hurt just as much as it did when it all came crashing down around her. She had to do what was right for the people of Albion, and for the ones who should never have had to feel the same pain as her. With her wish made, the Spire gain to shake from beneath her, a loud boom echoing throughout the tall and dark building. Once the earth had settled, her and Theresa were teleported back to the room where the other Heroes waited.

Hammer understood how much it hurt to make that choice, she was there for Sparrow as a dear friend and someone who she was glad that she didn’t lose to Lucien. But like usual, all good things must come to an end, the end being with Reaver wondering about what he would get. Theresa told him that she could teleport them anywhere they would choose to go to. And so, with that said, Garth and Reaver said their goodbyes and were teleported to Samarkand. Hammer, unable to come around and give her a hug, gave a heartfelt goodbye before being teleported off to the North to train with the Warrior Monks.

The Spire now belonged to the blind seer, and with one last offer to take her hand, Sparrow was teleported to the Oakfield docks.


Unsure of where to go or what to do, she took up a quest to go see the old farmer, Giles, over in Brightwood. After helping his son in finding a potential husband and explaining it all to Giles, she bought his farm from him. Her hope was to settle down in Brightwood and start from scratch by becoming a farmer. As the months went by, she picked up some part-time jobs every now and then, mainly slave rescuing and monster slaying.

It wasn’t until autumn that she began to speak more to one of the other farmers in Brightwood, who went by the name of Steve. Over the course of ten months, her and Steve grew close, starting off as acquaintances then becoming close friends. It was in the winter of the following year that they entered into what was the beginning of something all too familiar to Sparrow. They were just chatting over some pints of fresh milk when he had said something that caught the both of them by surprise. At first, she wasn’t sure of how to respond. But then, she began to smile then laugh loud and heartily with joy before going over to him and pulling him in for a kiss. Within the month, they were wed and four months after their wedding they found out that they were going to be parents. A year passed once more and one night, while her husband lay sleeping beside her and their eight-month-old baby boy lay in his crib, she was visited by the blind seer in her dreams.

In two years time, she had bought Fairfax Castle and became the next queen of Albion. She, Steve and their 3-year-old son Jeremiah moved into the castle and ruled over Albion for many years, with Sparrow birthing two more children. A boy with whom they named Logan and a girl who they named Sophia.
After It's All Said and Done
Just a little something that I got a lot of inspiration to write after I played through the ending of Fable 2! Hope you all enjoyed it and I'll see you guys next time! Don't forget to leave a comment or favorite my work!

Have a great day, afternoon, and night everyone!

Bye-bye!!
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Again, thank you to everyone who keeps sending me llamas. But you know what I would appreciate even more than llamas? Comments on my work or giving a favorite to my work. Is that really asking too much?
Okay, story time~

So I was playing Fable 2 and I had just married off my character to a monk who is a prude. So, after getting married and doing the naked tango under the bed sheets, TWICE, he thinks my character is ugly afterward because he's a prude.

After the second time, I have my character go and start making money by chopping wood at 2 in the morning. So 6 a.m. rolls around and I'm still chopping wood when my character's husband comes up to her. I was a little confused by that but was like "Whatever, just keep chopping wood."

From 6 in the morning to 6 at night, he stood there while she chopped wood ALL DAY, and kept saying every 5 seconds, "I just had some seafood, you know what that means. Let's go find a bed." "I think it's time we make our relationship more physically intimate~" "I want you, I want you NOW."

That's what I had to hear over and over and OVER again while I chopped wood to make money to support his horny butt!
Okay, story time~

So I was playing Fable 2 and I had just married off my character to a monk who is a prude. So, after getting married and doing the naked tango under the bed sheets, TWICE, he thinks my character is ugly afterward because he's a prude.

After the second time, I have my character go and start making money by chopping wood at 2 in the morning. So 6 a.m. rolls around and I'm still chopping wood when my character's husband comes up to her. I was a little confused by that but was like "Whatever, just keep chopping wood."

From 6 in the morning to 6 at night, he stood there while she chopped wood ALL DAY, and kept saying every 5 seconds, "I just had some seafood, you know what that means. Let's go find a bed." "I think it's time we make our relationship more physically intimate~" "I want you, I want you NOW."

That's what I had to hear over and over and OVER again while I chopped wood to make money to support his horny butt!

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Marisa Cunningham
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Where do I begin? Well, I'm an anime fan with a slowly reducing obsession with chocolate. I love to read fanfics, reader inserts, webcomics, and lemons. -w- Teehee... I also love to play video games, mainly games like Pokemon, Harvest Moon, Fire Emblem: Awakening, Rune Factory 4 (FINALLY! A game where I can be a girl!), Soul Calibur, Street Fighter, Kingdom Hearts, and so on. You get the picture it's very limited. I do not play any games online, I stopped after being confused by this one MMO game on the Internet that I cannot remember the name of.

Fave Male Characters: Equius Zahhak (Homestuck), Stark (Bleach), Gangrel (Fire Emblem: Awakening), Ikkaku (Bleach), Claude (Black Butler 2), Cronus Ampora (Homestuck), Gerome (Fire Emblem: Awakening), strangely enough Grell (Black Butler), Suigetsu (Naruto Shippuden), Deidara (Naruto Shippuden), Cross (D.Grayman), Jasdero (D.Grayman), Nightwing (Young Justice), Hans or the Captain (Hellsing Ultimate), Maxwell (Hellsing Ultimate), Archie (Pokemon), France (Hetalia), Sweden (Hetalia), and America (Hetalia)!

Current Residence: None of your business really.
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Favourite cartoon character: Rukia from 'Bleach, Tenten from 'Naruto' and 'Naruto Shippuden', Yuffie Kisaragi from 'Final Fantasy VII', and Rikku from 'Final Fantasy X-2'.
Personal Quote: "By The Power Vested In Me I Now Pronounce You Deleted And Blocked. You May Now Kiss My Ass!"
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mikotohidotori Featured By Owner Jun 13, 2017
You're welcome, I hope that you're having a great day/night! ^w^
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LateDaybreak Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you very much for the :+fav:! ^-^
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mikotohidotori Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2017
You're welcome, hope you're having a great day/night! ^w^
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LateDaybreak Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Aww thanks! ^-^ Hope you too! :tighthug:
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clefga Featured By Owner May 31, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you for the fave ^^
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