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Dissidia 01: Ch.2 A Foul First Taste
Overhead, the eerie grey skies unsettled Squall. Not a single speck of blue made it past the dark barrier of clouds reaching all the way out to the horizon. Much to his dismay Squall guessed that a storm would be rolling in soon. With the tension of uncertainty pressuring him, he increased his efforts to find an escape from the forest. Initially upon arriving, the forest had been silent but now bird’s cries echoed in the distance. The sounds came off agitated and panicked. They were not at all like a song one might hear upon waking up in the morning. Listening to the uneasy sounds of the forest stirred similar feelings within the young soldier. His own nerves were on edge the longer this trek continued.
(What if Rinoa and the others were lost in these woods too?) He continuously pondered while searching but still no other people came into view.
A rustling com
Dissidia 01: Ch.1 The Divine Arrangement
The skies over Eshtar were pure blue with barely a cloud obscuring the bright sun of the new day. The young couple of Squall and Rinoa were lead down the streets by Kiros. The leading official of Esthar’s government walked ahead of the pair in a white regal flowing robe. Squall knew the tall, tan skinned figure well, having worked together to defend against the cataclysmic schemes of the sorceress Ultimecia in the past. One year had gone by since the long confrontation.
“Laguna was really happy to hear that you would make it.” Kiros said. “Thank you for taking your vacation time out to come to the event.”
“So what’s this all about?” Squall dryly inquired. The youth never too eager to put up with his elder’s antics.
“My apologies. The president requested for this to remain a secret.”
(Watch, it’ll be something really stupid.) S
UntitledI am a ribcage.
I am a cave emptied of bats in the middle of the night, with silver stalagmites hanging from my sternum.
And when one of those earth-borne knives falls it is the pain she feels after running one too many laps.
I am a ribcage.
I am yellow watercolors that have faded from the page, after being baked in sunlight on an artist’s porch.
I am a latter of bones that supports the rolling sobs that travel up her diaphragm and crash into a soapy foam in her mouth.
I am not related to Nick Cage, I promise.
But Nick Cage’s rib cage is related to me.
Pretty Pretty Alice
I can't remember a time when anything was as frightening as the day I came to Wimwall Estate. A once large family empire famed for their finest alcohol, now abandon after the family tree was cut short. I was not so sure on the details on what happened, but I manage to buy this old place and turn it into a museum of the Wimwalls colorful history.But looking back now, I wish I'd never set foot in that place.
After setting everything up and getting things ready for our tourist, one of my employees, Tomas Edd came rushing and stuttering about Coffins in a secret room. After an hour of calming him down, we followed him to the study and he flipped a switch, opening a secret room that held the coffins.We checked the coffins labels to read Alice Wimwall on the left and Phil Grey Wimwall on the right. They were the last of the Wimwall generation.
But the thing spelled our doom. What was on the coffins was never to be separated from them. On Alice's final resting place was an old 155-year-old po
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