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Cuprum SphereThe sky was a mess of crimsons, purples, and pinks. Trees and fields alike were bathed blood-red by the setting of the sun. It was a beautiful scene. Sadly, the violet-haired youth in the window of the tallest turret of his castle was quite oblivious to it. He seemed to be lost in thought and a hearty push would have him plummet to the ground. However, his death would only serve to make the theft of his treasures depressingly easy.Cuprum Sphere
A hawk-eyed mage crouched amidst the berry bushes a safe distance from the castle, waiting for sundown. He was tall and thin, and alrea
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Constant VigilanceThe crimson-eyed girl looked around her. The surrounding forest was alive with sound: birds chirping in the trees, water running over tiny pebbles in a nearby brook, squirrels scampering across the forest floor. Sunlight shone through a thick canopy of emerald leaves and a healthy breeze managed to dart its way between the trees on occasion.Constant Vigilance
Magestone Forest was the essence of tranquility; she should be at ease, yet her heart pounded with fear, palms sweating furiously against the hilt of her sword, which she kept around her at all times.
The young brunette caught movement out of the
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The Wrong MapA young man with a thin, rather feminine face, was studying a map sprawled on the table before him, his mahogany tresses tied tightly back with an emerald ribbon. He was wearing a pair of black, leather boots that seemed to meld with his silk breeches, giving the impression that he was wearing a strange, new article of clothing. An emerald jacket, also of silk, adorned his torso; beneath his jacket was a plain white shirt, with the collar unbuttoned showing a fragile, silver chain hanging from around his neck. At the end of the chain was a small silver charm, crafted to resemble a dancing flame. A roarinThe Wrong Map
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Just WatchingThe boy sat on the thick tree limb of an enormous oak overlooking a vast, azure lake. Its sparkling, blue waters glistened in the warm afternoon sun. A cool breeze blew by, sending his long, mahogany tresses behind him, to wave like a flag in a high wind above the rooftops of some bustling metropolis. He remembered sitting atop a gargoyle of pink granite, peering down on the denizens of the city far below as they went about their daily business, whilst his father was meeting someone important several floors down. &nJust Watching
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- Personal Quote: Never do today what you can do tomorrow.
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... *Warning! This Deviant has the tendency to start fainting and crying fangirl tears of joy in the prescence of Bishies. *Looks up* But you probably allready knew that, didn't you?* ...
Thank you for the watch
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RUN MR KRABS!
RUN LIKE YOUR NOT IN A COMA!!!
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"Olen taiteilija senkin hormoniheikki, en beibi."
The annoying follower of Captain Usoppu-sama<3
[link] Mah lovely little sister~
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Method in own madness
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...like a virgin.
BEHODL MY AWEOMS SPELLINGPOWSER OF FAIL!
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Saitou x Sano forever!
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