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Aerodigm continuedThe sun was beginning to set over the city, the light was now coming into the flat from the opposite direction. The light was red and comforting. Everything had been packed. We now see Michelle at the telephone. “Yes sir.” Noise. “Alright.” Noise. “We will be there no later that tomorrow morning.” She put the phone up. She finally looked presentable enough to leave the house. Her blonde gently waving hair was gently laying upon her shoulders. She was wearing her casual attire which consisted of a black, buttoned, short-sleeved shirt and a black skirt. She now started headAerodigm continued
by ~Seebach
Aerodigm We hear the monotonous droning of a fan, we see a room lit with the outside lights of a thriving metropolis. We look over at the clock, it is midnight, there is a boy lying in the bed. He looks like he had been tossed among what look to be white bed coverings. His eyes are wide open, he is staring at the ceiling and all he can think about is… “Why?” The boy whispered. He had the biggest life change, he was torn away from his parenAerodigm
by ~Seebach
Aerodigm and the SkyThe following are the descriptions of the city of Aerodigm and it’s large guardian.Aerodigm and the Sky
The city to my amazement actually was in the air. It was a massive semispherical structure. When I saw this magnificent spectacle I couldn’t help but wonder how the city actually was raised into the heavens. The outer colors of the city were red and white. In some places there were gold and green accents. As I got closer I realized that the city was enclosed by a dome over almost all of it’s structures just like Paradigm City did. This titanic machine-driven city hovered casting a God-like shadow over the terrain near it. However there were
by ~Seebach
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A tortured soul A devastated mind
His mother old His father died
The heart is empty The mind is clear
A friend thinks of him gently A friend that is near
His life is slow His life needs change
The destiny hides low The thoughts will be rearranged
A view that pleases him A thought that differs
His uniqueness blinds them His evil in the darkness lurks
The friend who he likes The demise is the same
His soul will be like a kite His death will have shame
by ~Seebach
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Are you calling me INSANE?!
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*My Dragonpage!*
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You can't hug the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- hug 6 other people
4- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started hugging right away!
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But finally, after all the tears, Ive drowned
After all the cuts, blood still runs down
The distance between us is hurting; my heart seared,
But the closeness was what really killed me, what I really feared
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But finally, after all the tears, Ive drowned
After all the cuts, blood still runs down
The distance between us is hurting; my heart seared,
But the closeness was what really killed me, what I really feared
*shakes hand* greetings, my name is Heather, Lindsey's friend. Welcome to DA and hope you find your way around well!
Say hi to lindsey for me!
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But finally, after all the tears, Ive drowned
After all the cuts, blood still runs down
The distance between us is hurting; my heart seared,
But the closeness was what really killed me, what I really feared
w00t. ><
no. its all madness undeadkitten. all of it. every true artist is mad at heart, ja.
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the mind is like a parachute: it works best when opened.
*bows*
I feel very welcome!! Oh and i know what you mean about the madness
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Signed,
Michael Seebach
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