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To return the favor the only way I know how, I am going to randomly feature some of my favorite watchers and Artists!
In no particular order of course!


The Wolf SwordThe Wolf Sword
Girl to Wolfgirl (Do Not Be Alarmed: that excited feeling your getting right now is only a side effect from reading something this good)
Jasmine was not having the best 17th birthday a girl could have. So far everything that could have possibly gone wrong had gone wrong. All she could think of was 'What did I do wrong?' Then she realized, "It must have been that one guy," she said, "Everything went awry when he came into the picture." "It all started this morning."
Jasmine was a 5 foot 8 inch girl with long messy brown hair that was currently blowing like an angel from the nice breeze coming from the ocean. Everybody said that her sharp bluish/ light green eyes were the most beautiful thing that they had ever seen in their life. She was the happiest girl alive at the moment because today was her 17th birthday. Jasmine's mom thought it would be nice today if she brought Jasmine and her friends to the beach to get a good tan in her brand new bikini. Obviously she had done The Witch's Pet                                                The Witch's Pet
         Girl to Catgirl (Warning: This story is a work of pure awesomeness)
      It was a boring day for Catherine. The sun wasn't out and rain was coming down making her long silky, black hair seem a little dull. Catherine was 16 years old with long black hair and a very cute girl that looked a little small for her age. Moving on, she wouldn't have minded the rain so much if there had been at least a lot of it instead of it sprinkling. Not only that, her parents had gone out of the house to go and see grandma at her house in the next county. Sometimes Catherine wondered why grandma had bought a condo so close t

  


  



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Justice
A man
The simplest of beings
The destoryer of worlds
The bringer of peace
I sewn his mouth shut
So his silver tongue no longer moves
I bound his hands
So they no longer manipulate
I pierced his heart
So it no longer beats
Still he shall lay forever
And Death shall keep, evermore. The Mechanic Preview
It was raining, hard. But, it wasn't a normal rainstorm, it was something much darker. Some people find it comforting or soothing, but not this, this rain was thick like ink, coating everything and slinking around like oil. It was like tears from the angels themselves. I could feel the cold rush upon my face, the trickles streaming across my cheeks, the pain washing over my senses and every part of my body. The world around me made no sense, it was shrouded in shadow and all consuming darkness. The only light came from the partially functioning stereo mounted in the dash above my head. My ears were filled with ringing, accompanied by static and the incessant tapping of the rain hitting the shattered windshield and the twisted metal that used to be my Camaro. My eyes moved around searching for anything in the sickly green light from the stereo, sitting inches from me I spotted my quarry. I moved my hand for the pack of Marlboros, needles of pain stabbing along my arm, nearly incineratin The Journey
Riding in the back seat, staring out the window
Listless
At lights flicking past, and rain streaming down
Silence
The Driver, drives on and on
Grim
To a destination unknown and an end; familiar
Off a cliff and into darkness
Listless


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