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Alter Ego P1-Bad DreamsTrixie ran down a long dark corridor. Her tired breaths echoed in her ears as a large deep maroon dragon grew closer and closer.
"There is no escape," a soft, sweet voice with a hint of a hiss spoke, "just give in. There is no use in running young one."
"No!" Trixie gasped back. She continued running, but the distance between her and the other dragon was not growing. It was decreasing.
"You cannot fight me." The large dragon grinned, showing pearly white fangs. "You know you want to feel this power, it could save everyone."
"No! I will not save anyone using your tainted power! All I would do is cause more suffering and death!" Trixie stopped, she had come upon a dead end.
The large dragon laughed "Did I not say there was no escaping me. Face it, Trixie. Despite my "tainted" ways, you need me. I'm the source of your strength. I'm the one who truly won all of those battles for you. I'm the one who helped you hold back the ape forces at the gate despite the fact of your size and age. I'm
Experiment part 1It was a dark chilly night. In a large clearing, surrounded by tall trees, stood a young swordsman in training and her master. The tall grass of the open field was swaying in the gentle breeze, brushing against Arlen's long legs. Her long brown hair was whipping around her face as she gazed out at the numerous fireflies floating on the gentle breeze.
She tightened and relaxed the muscles in her hands, gripping the hilts of her swords. "I wish to begin." She spoke.
The much taller and slightly older boy that had been standing a few yards behind her, his short black hair fluttering, responded "If that is what you wish." His name was Akir, he was the swords master of the land.
"Yes, master." Arlen rejoined, turning towards him.
"Then make your first strike."
She nodded, then pulling her swords in front of her, crossing them in an X like formation across her chest, bowed deeply to Akir. Akir nodded in approval. She then bent her knees slightly, preparing to lunge forward and strike. Akir s
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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