A message from fantasy land

A young man stands in silence in a cold empty cabin made mostly of cheap plywood with faded ink numbers showing. The floor board screams as he takes his first steps. His heavy boots make a hollow sound. He looks around one last time, “Hammer!” he shouts, “there’s nothing in here! Let’s just bail…Hammer?” the young man peers into another room, “Oh sweet Jesus,” Hammer is missing his legs in a pool of his own blood just conscience enough to whisper, “Lumberjack” (establishing shot of the forest covered... read more

konti nalang at sembreak na. yessss. i never thought that there would come a time that i would actually like get away from school and have break. shet.  anyways, my philo orals was a complete mess, i was rambling and blabber whatevers. amp. habang nagsasalita ako dun sinasabi ng sarili ko... " are you sure? so you really know what you're talking about? oh no... you did not just say that. WRONG.WRONG. WRONG!!!! " So there, hay.  It was a good thing thought that i got this email from my aunt that...

[23:27] BBbat: Christmas! Hooray. A time of joy, a time of family, a time of... stress. Finals, plus extra holiday orders, plus family issues--ffs, Katie, quit being such a drama queen--all adds up to a very stressed babybat, and Brody is taking the time right now to de-stress by talking on the phone with his boyfriend, who is mostly unimportant except to note that he's pretty much a douchebag who should be punched in the nads, but B likes him. He's ducked somewhere private, sucking on a candy...

I AM OH SO BORED AND MY BRAIN DOESN'T FEEL LIKE WRITING. So, I meme! 1. FOUR LETTER WORD: Sand.....wich 2. BOY NAME: Sebastian 3. GIRL NAME: Sally 4. OCCUPATION: Singer 5. A COLOUR: Seafoam green 6. SOMETHING YOU WEAR: String, of the "G" variety. 7. BEVERAGE: Snapple 8. FOOD: Sausage 9. SOMETHING FOUND IN A BATHROOM: Semen stains (alliteration, woo!) 10. A PLACE: Sahara desert 11. REASON FOR BEING LATE: Stranded on top of your car, surrounded by zombies. It's legit! 12. THING YOU SHOUT: Son...

Part Three              Zack’s mako blue eyes opened at the sudden breeze and his ears lay back against soft spikes to lessen the harsh roar assaulting his keen hearing. His lover didn’t even wait for the helicopter to land, jumping twenty feet from the air to land deftly on the ground.               “Zack!” Angeal called and he rushed to the injured werewolf, assessing the deep wound with a scowl. At the soft whimper, the hard expression softened and the older man met the sky blue eyes...

Okay so this is my first piece of romance writing that I've been working on since last night. I expect a lot of errors in the text, but I'll work them out where I see them, again this is my first time writing romance so I'm not that good yet..heh. This is just part 1. -------------------- A cloaked figure sifted through the darkness, his hood hanging low, only his mouth clear in the dim candle light. "Sire, preparations are complete, squads one through five are prepared, squad six is on standby...