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Name: Brad
Gender: Male
Interests: Writing (of course), drawing, reading, music, manga/anime, comedy, Magic the Gathering
Expertise: Singing, Drawing
Occupation: Server Assistant at Bar Divani
Industry: Food Service (or is it Alcohol
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
9/13/2006
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| Prologue The visions were fading in and out. Nothing made sense. Hewas talking, but the words didn’t match his lip movements. His speech wasincomprehensible and his features distorted by the smoke. Not smoke from acigarette, but smoke from something else, something unknown. He kept on speaking about something that sounded the same. Itwas distorted, like his face, but the sounds were faint and scratchy. His eyesglowed from the faint light emanating from the smoke. They were blue, as waseverything else in the room. Strange how everything was almost the same color. Then it became clear. His speech became stronger and it madesense. “Beliefs allow the mind to stop…” He took in a large breath.“…Functioning…” His breathing was raspy and weak, but he continued. “A non-functioning mind is… clinically dead,” he stated. “Believe in nothing…” Ivy sat up from her bed, dazed and half remembering the vividly real dream... | | |
| Hey, my Yet-To-Be-Named short story inspired by the artwork from the Tool albums is in the process of being typed up. Expect it by the end of the week, if I'm lucky. So far, I have the Prologue and Part One finished. No word on how many parts there will be, but they will probably get longer as the part numbers go up. Part One is relatively short...
~Satakyn
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