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Last thoughtsIt is cold here on the darkside, colder still in the deep caverns where we have taken refuge. As I monitor the topside cam this morning, I am grateful for the foresight that led so many of us into the andesite mines.Last thoughts
The sunline sky is streaked with darts of destruction. There is an eerie glow where Marista should be, just over the dayside line. The Marista Council said the Federacy wouldn't dare take action. Colonies are exempt from Federacy politics. Maybe they used to be. I don't think the Council will be arguing the point any time soon.


Secrets He woke in the back of a cold dark room. He didnt know what happened or where he was, but he knew there was a woman involved. Not just any woman, but her. Selena. Thats what she called herself.Secrets
Its about time you woke up. A sinister voice called from a corner.
Who who are you? His voice cracked, terrified of what could happen.
A laugh rattled his brain. You mean you dont remember? The body holding the icy voice came fro


Siege SiegeSiege
Am I doing what I want to do Staying here to be with you I ask myself the awkward question Because I know not what to do
Me, myself, Im not all there A human shell tries not to care This battered crumbling castle wall Thrice erected starts to fall Ive opened doors to let you in Because y


dArama - ISSUE ONE - Love.The dynamic between core staff, volunteer staff, and the community can at times be pure quality dArama.dArama - ISSUE ONE - Love.
It's worth noting that for years I've worked pretty hard to remain neutral on community politics. Today, I'm going to shatter that concept.
Needless to say, I am extremely politically aware of the inner workings of the deviantART community. I read *a lot* of journals, comments, forums, chat rooms. I have fake accounts. I spy.
But I don't spend my time talking politics, instead I focus internally at deviantART designing technologies and implementing understandings with core staff to address the issues


The WoodcutterThe WoodcutterThe Woodcutter
Hunched over against the freezing wind and driving snow, he shifted the oversized pile of kindling into a less uncomfortable position on his back. Hed noticed just last winter that these days, there was no truly comfortable position.
Youre getting old, Josef, he sighed to himself. Its time for the boy to take over the deliveries.
Hed had a donkey once, but it too had grown old. He well remembered the fuss the bad-tempered beast had caused the day it died, smack in the centre of a busy thoroughfare, as if determined to be stubborn right up to
Trampled
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i am za-zen
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i am za-zen
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Dreams are goals without the work is applied.
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i am za-zen
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Dreams are goals without the work is applied.
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Dreams are goals without the work is applied.
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
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Dreams are goals without the work is applied.
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