The UN-mighty Sword

Within are the words that have haunted my brain at night, forcing me to get up and write them down in order to get some sleep. Some are stories, some are not. Some are dark, some are light, some fluffy, some lovely. All are a creation all my own. But, then, no story is truly one's own.
There is a saying that tells us there are only SEVEN types of stories. All written tales are a spin off of these seven story types. Even so, I have taken these story types and played with them on my own. Read them at your own risk. Enjoy them at your own peril. For, once read, you will not be the same again.
The same could be said of the poems, though, too. Some are dark, some light. Some make sense, some are nonsense. All are a part of me. These written words are like my children, so please be kind to them.

Original Works :||: Fan Works :||: Poetry :||: Unfinished Works/Graveyard

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I am who and what I am, there is no getting around it. If there is something that I state that you don't like or don't agree with, I highly recommend against flaming me. All flames go to my pet Dragons, Aoi and Simon, whilst the flamers will be given to my very good friend. If, however, you wish to leave comments or criticism, go ahead. Please be a bit kind though, and if you feel the need to leave a criticism, please be constructive in it. "This piece sux donky balls!" is not a creative criticism, but a flame. See above for what happens to flames and flamers.
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