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Modern Medicine - pg. 7I skirted the streets until I reached my house, still clinging to every thought of Kitlo. My mind was covered with a dense fog, and I had to focus on the one thing it left within the clarity of my clouded vision. My bike was dumped haphazardly in the front yard, but I managed to hold my attention span to the cat food long enough to bring it inside and fling it into the appropriate cabinet. Stardust gave a welcoming mew as she trod down the stairs, and I nodded to her. I shook my head ferociously, hoping the fog in my head would float out of my ear canals, but it was no good. Kitlo's eyes

Modern Medicine pg. 6I slid around the crowded roads, dodging runaway cars, on the way to the pet store. Fighting back my whirling thoughts, I rounded curves and alleyways, watching the passerby. I gave them personalities as I sped past. The thin woman carrying a young child into an independently-owned grocery store--she was one of the nation's many hungry but had sense. She worked long hours as a waitress in a run-down restaurant losing money to McDonald's, formally being a lawyer, but having perjured herself for the sake of her client got her fired. Her name was Cierra and the baby's Matthew. Cierra is a Christian, but she's losing her faith in her god after al

Modern Medicine pg. 5After staring into space for a few more moments, I put my diary back in its place and awkwardly rifled under the bed for my laptop. I powered it on, sending my wallpaper--a depiction of a girl in a white dress letting free fireflies into the alleys of an arcane umber city and into a bright and shining blue sky--into full view. I contemplated it for a moment, letting my mind caress each idle thought, then clicked on the icon for Mozilla Firefox and relaxed into a heap of pillows, watching the browser load.

I clicked in and out of tabs, setting up a Goo Goo Dolls playlist on YouTube, absently checking my email for any new

Modern Medicine pg. 4I blinked wearily, fighting back the soon-to-leave fatigue. I flipped through the leafs of crisp white paper, lined with light blue and worn at the edges. I traced long-ago doodles from some unknown origin of thought. I toss back a page or two, revealing January 1st.

"January 1st, 2009
A Million Lights

The stars that twinkle on every
New Year's Eve
Shine for everyone
Everywhere
Even when they cannot be
Seen
For they remind us
We all came from
Stardust
And we will all return
To those stars
To stardust
Eventually"

The next day, I, groggy and high on caffeine, had been dragged to the humane society. I had stared back at the countless row

NiP - In Today Walks TomorrowI fidgeted from my stone seat, eying the sky, wondering when this never-ending event called apprentice graduation would end. What I'd do to escape this. It was nearing the end, hopefully. I'd have to run off quickly to avoid running into Rei. She would force me to go to that wretched after-party that all graduating apprentices went to. She was up on the speaking-rock now, glowing with blue light, announcing those graduating with high honors. I couldn't understand how I'd possibly thought her an angel the first time I'd seen her. It was deeply annoying, how much she'd butted into my personal matters. She acted as if I was her daughter.

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He didn't look much different from the other boy. In fact, they could be twins. But this boy had burning dark blue eyes, scary eyes. He had that same powerful air as the other, but he flaunted it, as he knew it was there. And there was a different aura to him, a darkness that scared me. I stepped back as he stepped forward, forming words on his tongue falling on deaf. His eyes twisted dangerously, insanely. I couldn't turn around. He had me locked there. It was then the Pokémon poked out from behind him, snarling. Its body was that of an Absol, but its aura was dark and completely hideous. Darkness has rooted itself deep into that genetic material of his. A fatal sword protruded instead of the beautiful Absol scythe. Suddenly ears screeching, I turn and ran. What kind of monster did that? What kind of monster turned a Pokémon into a living sword, a weapon with a heart and lungs, a creature with a soul trapped inside such a hideous body, rotting with the fetid stink of darkness?
~Tora