[art] sun's coming down
Jan. 31st, 2010 | 06:14 pm
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[cover art] separates within
Jan. 31st, 2010 | 06:12 pm
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[story] liquidate
Jan. 31st, 2010 | 06:07 pm
author: d (
wk_recomend)
( The city was a living thing that ate up the barren land of its outskirts, a sprawling mess that grew ever outward and upward )
( The city was a living thing that ate up the barren land of its outskirts, a sprawling mess that grew ever outward and upward )
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[story] the unfurling tendrils of some unspeakable emotion
Jan. 31st, 2010 | 04:18 pm
author: herongale (
herongale)
( After the end of the world, I continued to stay in my little fallen-down home by the sea )
( After the end of the world, I continued to stay in my little fallen-down home by the sea )
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[story] love in a time of zombies
Jan. 31st, 2010 | 02:53 pm
author: melayneseahawk (
melayneseahawk)
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( 'Now, who can tell me what's special about today?' Amy asked the class, and every hand shot up. 'Go on.' )
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( 'Now, who can tell me what's special about today?' Amy asked the class, and every hand shot up. 'Go on.' )
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[story] the incredibly strange creatures who stopped living and became mixed-up zombies!!?
Jan. 31st, 2010 | 12:44 pm
author: jaz templet (
yachiru)
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artist: zachary knoles (
acebullet
email: zknoles [at] zacharyknoles.com
( The dawn just barely streaks over the hill. )
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( The dawn just barely streaks over the hill. )
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[story] the pale girl
Jan. 31st, 2010 | 12:32 am
author: whitecat (
nekokoban)
email: nekokoban [at] gmail.com
( They say the world ended late on a spring Thursday afternoon, just as the sun was beginning to slant its way downwards and the sky was shading towards pink and orange. )
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( They say the world ended late on a spring Thursday afternoon, just as the sun was beginning to slant its way downwards and the sky was shading towards pink and orange. )
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[story] the komatsu wombat and the fantastical anticlimax (part 2)
Jan. 30th, 2010 | 09:35 pm
author: ellnyx (
expert_urges)
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Continued from Part 1
( I don't think I ever really knew how terrified Runt was of the Pit. )
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Continued from Part 1
( I don't think I ever really knew how terrified Runt was of the Pit. )
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[story] the komatsu wombat and the fantastical anticlimax (part 1)
Jan. 30th, 2010 | 08:36 pm
author: ellnyx (
expert_urges)
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( It was going to happen whatever we did. )
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( It was going to happen whatever we did. )
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[story] the secret ministry of the seam
Dec. 1st, 2009 | 11:00 am
author: halved fool (
halvedfool)
( There was once a city with strange, winding streets, and a young man was sent from home to school there. )
( There was once a city with strange, winding streets, and a young man was sent from home to school there. )
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[story] the mountain sleeps
Dec. 1st, 2009 | 01:02 am
author: ruffwriter (
ruffwriter)
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artist: fightfair (
fightfair)
( The snow had curled around the mountain like a sleeping fox. )
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artist: fightfair (
( The snow had curled around the mountain like a sleeping fox. )
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[story] the disappearance of granny winter
Dec. 1st, 2009 | 12:54 am
author: whitecat (
nekokoban)
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artist: lauren (
adadochka)
email: adadochka [at] gmail.com
( There once lived an old woman who was so very old that none remembered her name. )
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artist: lauren (
email: adadochka [at] gmail.com
( There once lived an old woman who was so very old that none remembered her name. )
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[story] shoshana finklestein and the hanukkah miracle
Dec. 1st, 2009 | 12:49 am
author: melayneseahawk (
melayneseahawk)
email: melayneseahawk [at] gmail.com
artist: riot_o_curls (
riot_o_curls
( The first thing you need to know about Shoshana Finklestein is that she lives in a very strange apartment building. )
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artist: riot_o_curls (
( The first thing you need to know about Shoshana Finklestein is that she lives in a very strange apartment building. )
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[story] the traditionalists
Dec. 1st, 2009 | 12:45 am
author: hazard_us (
hazard_us)
email: scorpio_kaur [at] yahoo.com
( 'Okay,' Lisa's mom asked. 'Is everyone all bundled up?' )
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( 'Okay,' Lisa's mom asked. 'Is everyone all bundled up?' )
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[story] clamour over snow
Dec. 1st, 2009 | 12:43 am
author: hacy morris
( The pristine whiteness of the last night's snowfall was broken by a spreading patch of blood, so bright that it that it appeared unreal at first glance. )
( The pristine whiteness of the last night's snowfall was broken by a spreading patch of blood, so bright that it that it appeared unreal at first glance. )
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[story] alby and the manticore
Sep. 27th, 2009 | 11:10 pm
author: moonsheen (
moonsheen)
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artist: chira (
halcyonjazz)
email: chirachira [at] gmail.com
( Truth be told, The Menagerie could be quite boring. )
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artist: chira (
email: chirachira [at] gmail.com
( Truth be told, The Menagerie could be quite boring. )
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[story] true story
Sep. 27th, 2009 | 10:35 pm
author: whitecat (
nekokoban)
email: nekokoban [at] gmail.com
( The story goes something like this: if you listen closely right at midnight, you can hear a voice wailing in the woods. )
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( The story goes something like this: if you listen closely right at midnight, you can hear a voice wailing in the woods. )