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Choose You Own Adventure - Kidnapped You walk across the parking lot, feet pressing against the asphalt.  You've haven't had a decent meal in days, and the gnawing in your stomach constantly reminds you of it.  Flashing back to your past, before your mother and father died, you remember your seven year-old self laughing at the broadcasted images of Ash Ketchum and Pikachu.  You've always loved Pokémon, but it was the Pokémon themselves that you really loved.  You'd always wanted a video game, and sometimes you'd save up and spurge on a figurine or two, but overall, you never had enough money to truly engulf yourself in your inte
Stones in the OceanWe walk along the torn-up sidewalk spattered with rain.  I don't look up, too scared you'll see what I want to so badly say but never can.  Our footsteps make funny sounds in the puddles, the splashes.  I focus on them, wanting to focus on anything but what's ahead, what time will show me and what the broken-down path leads to.  I don't want to know.  I keep my eyes down, alert more to the silence than to any sounds.

More than ever, words ring in my head.  Their foreboding tune is like music, a sad, melodramatic opera, the kind I hate.  "Goodbyes are stupid."  "T
Modern Medicine pg. 15Stardust's raspy tongue against my face. I shoved her away, fighting the fatigue with everything I had. I flipped onto my back and pushed myself up, pain surging through my left arm like a wildfire raging through my marrow. Light, streaming through the slats in the roof. It was nearly noon. Hurriedly, I packed the tarp and dismantled the shelter, ignoring the burning in the bones of my arm.

I was still exhausted, spine rotten with tiredness and illness, when I finished with the cleanup, and,with an almost saddening sight, I noted there wasn't any trace I was there aside from the dead badger consumed by flies, from which I had unreasonably re
Modern Medicine pg. 14The boy, as I realize now that he is, eighteen or nineteen years old at the most, stepped inside, skillfully avoiding hitting his head on the ceiling.  I attempted to squirm deeper into the no-doubt completely useless tarp, but I am frozen, locked in fear.  The expression on his face still positively murderous, he looked down at me, a bit of condescension picked out from the scarlet surface of his diamond-like eyes.  I could feel the badger's cut burn in my flesh.

"You got guts, coming out here with just a knife and a cat for protection.  You're lucky that the badger was the only thing that stumbled up

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I did a griffin-self.
I am not ashamed.
The head's kind of from an American Kestrel because they are possibly the most adorable birds of all time. <3
FLUFFEH BIRDEHS OF PREEEEY. <3
Meh. Talk to you guys later.
On one note, nearing 3600 pageviews.
In honor of :iconumbr-angel:...
...whoever catch it get prize. 8D
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