Rain Falling It was raining. Water was pouring through the cracks and pooling in the ruddy ditches of the streets as the thunder overhead muffled the staccato drumming of the raindrops on the broken bones of the city. Lighting stabbed down to strike the scorched earth and twisted metal that still gave off the faintest memory of heat that it had once known in one brilliant, blinding flash. Tiny pinpricks of lights dotted the darkness like fireflies, flickering and threatening to be blown asunder by the force of the wind that howled down desolate lanes and broke against the remains of monoliths that had once scraped the sky butRain Falling
Work In Progress Part 2 After he had stomped a half mile out, found a top hat almost buried in the snow (which was odd, as top hats certainly weren’t in season and he didn’t figure they ever grew out of the ground anyway), and then brought the hat along with the person attached to it back to the bunker, he was quite exhausted but still managed to make a fire and prepare something for his visitor to eat when he woke up. It was slightly later, after he had gotten bored and was tinkering with the radio again, that the man had woken up and he had realized that he had quite forgotten how to talk.Work In Progress Part 2
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A Work In Progress Today was day four hundred and eighty six, a day by which most people in his predicament would have given up already and tried to flag a taxi. Of course, before realizing that there were no taxis in a place where there was always ten feet of snow on the ground, they most likely would have died of exposure, polar bear attack, or any number of other arctic dangers. Day four hundred and eighty six, in and of itself, was not a particularly noteworthy day besides the fact that it was the day before day four hundred and eighty seven, which was a good deal more interesting. Nevertheless, he woke up at the samA Work In Progress
jameesauri am the part of a rocketship that lets go and falls back down and goes whichever way it pleases while it plummets, and i don't have to know why.jameesaur
i am a mighty jameesaur who makes valleys with her feet and when i roar the stars shake and when i cry people say the sky's falling and when i smile i sometimes eat the moon.
i am a dandy-lion in a field of wildflowers. let me tickle your nose and i'll let you change me and i'll carry your wishes far away from
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"Never compromise. Not even in the face of Armageddon."
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Haikus are easy
But some of them make no sense
Refrigerator
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Haikus are easy
But some of them make no sense
Refrigerator
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"Never compromise. Not even in the face of Armageddon."
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Haikus are easy
But some of them make no sense
Refrigerator
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"Go and catch a falling star..."
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"Go and catch a falling star..."
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