| Magic meets magic In the form of two In this still of this pool I feel magic. Can you? |


Out of the LabyrinthWriting one's way out of the labyrinth sounds so easy. In reality, that harsh cold slap we like to delude ourselves that we can escape, it is very hard. Harder, it would seem, than a literal escape from anything. Why is it so very hard? It is simply because one mush first find the labyrinth that they must escape. I feel that Alaska put it best of all of us: Suffering. For many, dare I say most, this is the labyrinth. I know it is mine. For some it may be life. Death. The future. The past. No matter what the labyrinth is, one thing is constant: It must be escaped in the now. Nostalgia, be it to the future or to the past, has no place in the esOut of the Labyrinth


Who's On First?When I woke up on Monday, December 1st, 2008, I knew exactly what was going to happen. I was going to go to band first hour, after the rush of getting out of the house. I was goign to talk to my friends, play my flute, and prepare for another boring day. I knew exactly what was going to happen.Who's On First?
I thought.
I was in the band room, on the east side of the middle school building at my tiny school. The same building my mom taught in.
It wasn't quite 7:45 AM. The first bell had just rung and my band-mates and I were hauling ourselves up from the risers to set up.
"Kate." My mom was at the band ro


One Brief Glance Ch. 1Chapter One: It Started With a CoatOne Brief Glance Ch. 1
"Why does it have to be so cold?" Riza muttered, staring out the window into the blustering wind. At nine PM, it promised to be bitter cold outside. Not something she was looking forward to, especially since she hadn't brought a coat that morning.
"It's not good to talk to yourself, Lt."
"Wha'?" She spun around to see Roy right behind her. "Oh! Sir!" She saluted.
"Did I startle you?" He laughed.
"Yes. Yes, sir, you did."
"Well, then, I apologize. Let me walk home with you, to make up for it." He smiled.
"You don't
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That Bastard Moses!!!
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It's man devouring man, my dear,
and who are we to deny it in here!
~~~***~~~
And I will get him back, even as he gloats,
In the meanwhile I'll practice on less honorable throats
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I am Inkweaver.
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It's man devouring man, my dear,
and who are we to deny it in here!
~~~***~~~
And I will get him back, even as he gloats,
In the meanwhile I'll practice on less honorable throats
~~~***~~~
I am Inkweaver.
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"Trying hard to reach out, but when I tried to speak out, felt like no one could hear me"-Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson
Life is consisted of many unpleasent bumps in the road. The least we could do is welcome it.
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It's man devouring man, my dear,
and who are we to deny it in here!
~~~***~~~
And I will get him back, even as he gloats,
In the meanwhile I'll practice on less honorable throats
~~~***~~~
I am Inkweaver.
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"Trying hard to reach out, but when I tried to speak out, felt like no one could hear me"-Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson
Life is consisted of many unpleasent bumps in the road. The least we could do is welcome it.
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It's man devouring man, my dear,
and who are we to deny it in here!
~~~***~~~
And I will get him back, even as he gloats,
In the meanwhile I'll practice on less honorable throats
~~~***~~~
I am Inkweaver.
Lol, fun!
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"Trying hard to reach out, but when I tried to speak out, felt like no one could hear me"-Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson
Life is consisted of many unpleasent bumps in the road. The least we could do is welcome it.
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