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Lord_Crusader
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UHU!! supreme!
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posted March 25, 2006 08:52 PM |
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I almost forgot about this  thanks for the story update!!
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Dig Out Your Soul
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adnama
Adventuring Hero
the one & only mad sorcerers
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posted September 02, 2006 03:19 AM |
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more of alone!
hear you go lord c here is a lot more of the tale just for you sorry it is taking so long . i am rightig sevarull ofer stories so it takes time hope you like!
He shot off down the stares; he paused at the front door. The fear of what he might see had momentarily paralysed him. He couldn’t go out there! He was scared! But no he had to fined out ware that scream was coming from. He forced his fear back and opened the door. Stepping on to the porch and into the night. He noticed that there was no wind. So what was making the noise? It sounded like a patchily picked up radio station, with out the static. It was so loud yet he couldn’t make out a single word that was said or even the gender of the speakers. It would of been easier to decipher if it had only been one voice, one station. Instead it was like a conversion of a myriad of dimensions brining only the sounds of their existence into this plan, into his existence. He had no time to stop, stand and listen to the sounds. He had to follow the scream; for he was sure it was from this place and he had to find ware it was coming from. Because it meant that he couldn’t possibly be alone! Yet somehow this was the scariest thought he had had. But that was silly why should he be afraid. The screams meant that he wasn’t alone there was somebody else……but why ware they screaming? What’s the matter with them? Are they in danger? I am going to them won’t that make me in danger to? Should I really be running headlong into the pitch black to what could be my own death? He finally managed to push theses thoughts out of his mind as he came to the end of the street that seamed to make up his little ghost town. He was now running on a dirt track that was curving up and slightly to the left, he appeared to be running thru a thick black menacing forest. The air was thick and stale it was very heard for him to breath but he had to keep going. He couldn’t stop hear, there was something in the woods and it was watching him. He felt it in every fibre of his of his being. He had to get out of here and fast. He kept running for what seemed like an eternity before he felt the air clearing and the woods dropping away from his sides. There was a light up ahead and he could see the dancing shadow of a figure in it. The sight of the now weeping figure seamed to give him the energy to run faster. He was nearly there now and he could see that the figure was in fact a little girl and she looked familiar to him. Did he know her? Would she know him?
As he stepped into the pool of light in witch the girl stud; he had only moments to take in the full horror of how she looked. She was as white as a ghost but for the crimson red that lay in the savage gash that came across her head from her crown to just above he right eye. Her clothing was sliced and blooded from her many lacerations. Her blond braids stained a pinkie red by her own blood. But she wasn’t bleeding it had stopped and appeared to be dry. Yet the blood still glistened liked a rare ruby. The girl had stopped crying and was stud up. She stared intently at Jack for a moment; then she said “something bad happened” turned and ran into the night. Stunned Jack took a moment to give chase. Running after the girls bobbing braids, he was beginning to gain on her as she rounded the corner. But as he rounded the corner the street, his street came in to view and the girl was gone. Just as if she hadn’t even existed or had simply vanished into thin air. This really confused Jack, as he had almost been able to grab her. He looked for her to no avail. He shouted for her but she had gone. Unnerved by the situation he went back to his house. He was tired and didn’t won’t to think any more. He stepped up on the porch and reached for the door, but before he could open it. There was a splitting Paine in his head. He sore a bright light and could hear argent voices. A little girl’s giggle broke throw the air. The pain and light went as quickly as it had come. He was just too tired to care. He went to bed. He would search again tomorrow. He didn’t sleep well. He had terrible dreams but all he could remember about them was the fact that he was tumbling like somebody had put him in the dryer. When he woke he was sore all over like he really had been in a dryer.
Now it was the morning he started his search again. But nothing was there to be found. All that happened was his usual feeling, that he was missing something. He even searched the horizon for the forest that he had ran through but couldn’t see it maybe it was in a dip in the ground, but he could have sworn he had run parentally up hill that night. He could have been wrong he had been scared and tired last night; he hadn’t really cared if he was running forwards, backwards or sideways. Just as long as he had found the person who had being screaming. Well he had fat lot of good that did him. She had gone and no matter how hared he had searched he couldn’t find her. Night was descending once more so he went back to his house. He sat in the lounge thinking hared about what had happened the previous night when something made him check the window. The girl was there staring unblinkingly at him. He ran to the front door just in time to see the direction she had run off. He thru him self down the stares on the porch and started to run after her. He ran in to the all-engulfing dark after the girl; her dancing braids barely visible in the night. He had to run faster he was losing her. Now he was just running fast enough to keep her Insight, he realised that he was running into the forest once more. But he had run in a different direction to the one he had run last night. It didn’t matter he had to get the girl and get the hell out of the woods.
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(cart spell DYSLEXIC)A Smille wont kill u. But I might Go ahead smille!
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Consis
Honorable
Legendary Hero
Of Ruby
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posted September 02, 2006 05:07 AM |
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Oh Dear
Quote:
i am rightig sevarull ofer stories so it takes time hope you like!
Good Lord I hope not!
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Roses Are Red And So Am I
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TitaniumAlloy
Honorable
Legendary Hero
Professional
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posted September 02, 2006 06:12 AM |
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You used ware for where and were
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John says to live above hell.
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adnama
Adventuring Hero
the one & only mad sorcerers
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posted July 06, 2007 01:39 AM |
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sorrey!!!!!!!!
sorrey that my spelling has botherd you . i am dislexsic. which meains (i my case) that i often get wards that sound the same in the rong place or the incorrect spelling for it, i do try my best. as ther is no way that i can continuinoly get some body to check it for me.
this realy gets to me. as i have so much in my head that i whould love to put down on paper so that others my get a look at it to .
so whatch this space
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(cart spell DYSLEXIC)A Smille wont kill u. But I mightGo ahead smille!
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mvassilev
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
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posted July 06, 2007 02:54 AM |
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william
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
LummoxLewis
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posted July 06, 2007 08:11 AM |
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Quote:
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i am rightig sevarull ofer stories so it takes time hope you like!
Good Lord I hope not!
I hope she does.
she has a nice imagination.
Who cares about spelling?
I can understand what she is saying, and I hope that she continues this.
Who knows, if she keeps writing stories she might eventually get a little better in spelling.
Keep up the good work 
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waste the hours in an off-hand
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Nidhgrin
Honorable
Famous Hero
baking cookies from stardust
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posted July 06, 2007 11:20 PM |
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Yeah good idea mvass, a spellchecker might work.
There are worse things in life than dyslexia... I suppose you could compare it to writing in a foreign language all of the time. The spelling mistakes don't make reading impossible by the way It would be a shame if you would stop writing because some people make comments on that.
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adnama
Adventuring Hero
the one & only mad sorcerers
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posted March 27, 2008 02:18 AM |
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hi all
thanks i see there is some new stuff. i'll look for more of the tails that i have on hear and put them up for you
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(cart spell DYSLEXIC)A Smille wont kill u. But I mightGo ahead smille!
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adnama
Adventuring Hero
the one & only mad sorcerers
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posted November 16, 2010 03:56 AM |
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a little pome befor and after
the origenal spellings
I whant a do-over
I whant to start againe
nothing good has happend
i whant this year over or to start againe
i have lost to musch
my family 3 women i love, loved so much
all died within 3 weeks of each other
januarey a mounth I now hate
strong all three well thay had to be
my grandma more of a mother to me
my grate grandma who tort me how to drink tea
my grate antie sow another side to me
I know thay had a good innings
thay lived there live to the full
but i miss them so much
why carn't I have them back
after spellcheck
I want a do-over
I want to start again
nothing good has happened
I want this year over or to start again
I have lost to much
my family 3 women I love, loved so much
all died within 3 weeks of each other
January a month I now hate
strong all three well they had to be
my grandma more of a mother to me
my grate grandma who tort me how to drink tea
my grate auntie sow another side to me
I know they had a good innings
they lived there live to the full
but I miss them so much
why can’t I have them back
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(cart spell DYSLEXIC)A Smille wont kill u. But I mightGo ahead smille!
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JoonasTo
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
What if Elvin was female?
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posted November 16, 2010 05:27 PM |
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Well I'll be damned!
Definitely didn't expect to see you around anymore.
Welcome back
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