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My Sweet EnemyEverything hurt. The very air around him seemed to prick and tear at his skin. His wounds all throbbed hotly, not at all calmed by the chill of the air. General Winter's embrace was never a comfort. His right shoe had a hole in it, but he couldn't feel his toes anymore anyway. Crusted blood made a lump out of the hair over his left temple, and several places in his clothing. He'd lost his sword somewhere on the field in his panic to retreat.
Retreat. What a cowardly thing to do. But he couldn't face that again, his spirit was too crushed. He had felt it, the will of his people fleeting like a flock of birds away from the wolf that charged to
Pray AmLietLithuania dried his hands on the dish towel, glancing over his shoulder towards the living room as he set it on the counter. He could hear the sounds of the radio, the slightly static voices saying the same things over and over again. Of course Liet was not blind, and he didn't need to hear them to know the truth. America's economy was steadily declining, he knew that from the meager meal that the two had just partaken of. He knew it from the fact that America didn't buy any new things, didn't talk... No, he didn't brag about all of his fancy productions and everything else. If America were Russia, he'd be drowning in vodka by now.
Oh, but t
GenEns original fanficThis is a fanfic for an original story called GenEns by DarkestElemental616.
It was nearing midnight by the time that Diana decided to make her move. Everyone in the house was already asleep, and so she should have no trouble slipping out unnoticed. She was good at this part. Getting out of the house was easy, it was after that Everything that she did always ended up turning around on her. A moments kindness to the beings created to die would only put more of them in harms way. She didn't know whether what she was doing was right or wrong, but she had to do something.
The Newmares were famous for their 'invention' of the new alt
I wonder if you're enjoying
the curvature of her back.
The spine, a row of ossified crowns
crowded and curved around that defining neural superhighway;
that extension cord,
adventurously connecting the visceral
to the peripheral.
The horseshoe crab vertebrae
scuttle to break through skin at your touch;
a defining shiver.
I see your hands
around the rounded hills of her shoulders.
Scapulae jutting out with the extremity of the bend,
like a chicken's wings.
And the bands of these dorsal muscles
stand up like wings,
cast shadows in the dimples of the pelvis that she lifts;
that will fold o
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