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the flow 10 (drive)
the flow 10 (drive)
* An escalation by Louis Cyphre *
From the east it's not too far to the west - at least if you're traveling by plane. Canada's a giant, and so we wanted to drive a giant's car. We chose a Jeep Grand Cherokee, and this Jeep became our favorite car ever, 'cause when we left Downtown Vancouver for the Sea to Sky Highway it felt so incredibly powerful that driving was like flying up the streets to Whistler and beyond.
the flow 8 (move)
the flow 8 (move)
* An escalation by Louis Cyphre *
Moving to Toronto is easy: I just close my eyes and I'm there. When I close my eyes I open them in a dream, and dreams always become reality if you believe. I do.
I do believe we're connected to places as much as to human beings and everything alive, and 'cause everything's alive our souls remember all the beats and beams we felt intense enough to create this inner map that lets us travel really fast everywhere we want to.
So I travel, and I do it now. I travel with the speed of light and get the feeling of being in a car driving fast along the shore area of Lake Ontario, my eyes now at the skyline of a place like no other. Here I start.
the flow 1 (play)
the flow 1 (play)
* Eine Eskalation von Louis Cyphre *
Alles von oben zu sehen, ist einzigartig. Ich hätte niemals damit gerechnet, es zu tun, denn zu lange hatte ich so schreckliche Angst davor, in ein Flugzeug zu steigen, dass ich überzeugt war, es nie zu tun. Aber dank Corazon führte London zu New York, und jetzt bin ich über den kanadischen Rocky Mountains, und ich bewege mich mit einer unglaublichen Geschwindigkeit. Ich weiß nicht, wie es funktioniert, dass sich dieses so irrsinnig schwere Flugzeug beinahe zehn Stunden lang in der Luft halten kann, und ich will nicht zu sehr darüber nachdenken, welche Technik dafür nötig ist und wieviele Schaltkreise perfekt aufeinander abgestimmt sein müssen, um dieses Wunder zu vollbringen. Ich will nur weiter nach unten schauen auf diese riesigen schneebedeckten Gipfel, während ich zu begreifen versuche, dass es jetzt in Deutschland schon tiefste Nacht ist.
363 (Daimon)363 (Daimon)
Zunächst mal Danke für deine tolle und sehr spannende Antwort zum Thema "Talent", und nochmal sorry, dass es mit meiner Antwort jetzt doch so lange gedauert hat. Tanja und ich hatten Besuch übers Pfingstwochenende, und Annette und Sabrina (unsere besten Freundinnen) sind sehr agil, was gemeinsame Unternehmungen angeht .
Nach allem, was du geschrieben hast: Ich werde dich nicht wiederholen. Lass uns das Wort Talent mal ganz vergessen, denn wie alles, was aus Buchstaben aufgebaut ist, ist es nur das: Ein Wort, nichts weiter.
Was ich eigentlich meine, ist das, was Gustav Meyrink mal als den daimon beschrieben hat, dieses Unbegreifliche in dir, das dich antreibt und dich Dinge tun lässt, Dinge anstreben und verwirklichen lässt, die niemand auf die gleiche Weise tun kann wie du.
Arbeit, ja. Arbeit ist das, was wir aufwenden müssen, um den Rohdiamanten zu schleifen. Aber der Rohdiamant ist da, und ich behaupte, dass der Rohdiamant darauf drän
Some Girls Lie They're Never LostSome Girls Lie They're Never Lost
* A poem by Beau Cyphre *
Snow White is a beautiful girl
Did her best to turn my world
Made my clan a fabulous place
Took her horses to the race
Rode this stallion face to face
Snow White is a nasty girl
She's living in a nasty world
Made my heart beat face to face
Let my thoughts spin in a race
Whispering words I never gave
My angel's secret kingdom's tower
Rain is falling like a thunder shower
Snow White found her prince in Oz
Some girls lie they're never lost
Hearts beat fast they're made to last
362 (Fury)362 (Fury)
"In meiner Fantasie bin ich der kühlste Mensch auf Erden, in meinen Geschichten spiele ich immer die Rolle der Außenseiterin. Beobachten gefällt mir, aber eigentlich bin immer ich die, die beobachtet und bewertet wird. Naja, verwegene Elfen mit riesiger Macht wird es einfach nie geben, nicht ? Ach ja, die Geschichte die du mir geschickt hast, ist genial. Wenn die Magie nicht da ist, stellen wir sie uns vor- wir denken an sie, wir fassen sie in Worte. du meinst, man soll nicht von Träumen träumen, uns mehr Gedanken darüber machen, dass sie in der Realtität auch zu finden sind. Weil mein iPad fast leer ist muss ich hier ein Ende setzen, aber eine Geschichte müssen wir trotzdem zusammen schreiben!"
"Hey, ich finde Pluto richtig cool! Ich würde gerne etwas mit dir schreiben, von mir aus könnten wir sofort anfangen!"
Hey, freut mich, dass dir die Story gefällt! Pluto ist eines meiner Lieblingsprojekte,
From Panels to Pages: Hook, Line and SinkerThere are some days where life throws you something totally unexpected that takes you out of the daily routine. I've noticed these changes can oftentimes be little adventures in and of themselves, wonderful little side stories to our "normal" walks.
Then again, living in a home full of Pokémon means that "normal" is usually anything but. So on a sunny Wednesday morning, another of life's little twists and turns came to trip me up.
Or rather, the twisting, turning tip of my dear Arbok's tail was what tripped me up.
I really should've learned by now that the long corridors of the Manor are the most likely spots for Arbok or my other serpentine Pokémon pals to ambush me! It's in their nature, after all; scouting out places to surprise their marks, which are most of the time all me. Within seconds of the toe of my shoe bumping into the purple appendage sticking out of the side storage room, she'd curled her tail all the way up my leg.
"WHOA! What the--?"
My surprise took away any
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.8After the surprising encounters of yesterday, you were taken back out through unfamiliar woods until you reached a large house.
You were given a room, down the hall from Jeff and Eyeless Jack, which was surprising, considering that the two killers were the last people you'd want to be around at night.
The first few days were rough however, and the murderous clan took special time out of their day to "familiarize" themselves with you.
Toby was by far the nicest. He could be a bit of a downer at times, and his tourettes took some getting used to, but he seemed the most similar to you.
Masky and Hoodie were friendly enough, but you always caught them spying on you for no apparent reason. Hoodie never spoke above a whisper and it creeped you out.
Masky was gentle and extremely shy, but on several occasions you found him on the floor having violent coughing fits, and swallowing handfuls of pills. He almost never removed his mask, unless he was sleeping.
Eyeless Jack, the second oldest, was
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.7As the creatures words sunk in, you felt your heart skip several beats.
You blinked rapidly and took a few steps back. You weren't angry, you weren't terrified, instead you felt a foreign and unexpected feeling that you couldn't find a
You looked back at Jeff, who had a hand curled into his hair in frustration. He met your gaze for a brief moment before looking at Slenderman.
"But can't you just-"
"My Proxies have a particular skill set, as you've most likely seen from Jeffery. Now, I must ask; what is your relationship with him? It is extremely unheard of for him to spare a life."
Slenderman said, cutting him off.
You gulped. What was your relationship with him?
Friend? No, he wouldn't hesitate to kill you if he wanted to.
"He had said that he kept me around for company, out of boredom." You replied, which was the honest truth. Jeff wasn't affectionate in any way, and enjoyed getting under your skin.
The only time he showed you concern was out of necessit
The Moon's New Children"I'm so glad things have returned to normal."
Silversoul giggled, licking her new mate's head. "Me too," she agreed with the calico, intertwining her tail with the green-eyed she-cat. "It's nice to not be fighting all of the time."
"I feel like we should do something to celebrate," Frogsplash mewed, pawing at the empty bones of what was their lunch. "We already ate though, so, I don't know what we could do. I'm kind of just restless right now," she wound herself around the silver furred she-cat.
A voice called out from the other side of camp. "Hey lovebirds," it was Scratchpad's voice, and Frogsplash stuck her tongue out at her brother. "Get a den--you're making my stomach churn!"
"You're just jealous!" Frogsplash called back, laughing. Turning back to Silversoul, the calico purred, "Maybe we should get out of camp. We can go exploring--maybe we can go near the twoleg's den again. I was kind of curious about that place."
Silversoul nodded, licking a paw and swiping it over an ear to cl
The End, The Beginning.As she came upon the MoonClan leader, Brightpaw could clearly see his thread--bright blue, thinner than normal, but woven together with an intricate and uneven red one. She unsheathed her claws, Cinderstar and Ebonystar were holding Fallenstar down, with Echostar and Deadsoul nearby for support if needed.
“Don’t touch me!” Fallenstar--or, whoever was in control at the time--hissed, his mouth contorted in a painful way, his eyes bulging as he pleaded for his life. He trembled slightly, his neck nearly snapping with the effort, before he faced Brightpaw again.
“Do it. Make me pay for what I’ve done.”
Brightpaw nodded, this was the true Fallenstar, his true wishes. Raising her claws, the tabby shut his eyes, looking almost peaceful if it weren’t for the stains of blood and torn flesh throughout his body.
“Fallenstar, leader of MoonClan. By the will of yourself, by StarClan and by the leaders of all of the territories, I remove you from your
The Shadow Game - Mai Valentine TG (Request)
Paul was an avid Yu-Gi-Oh! player. He considered himself pretty good at it. He often won local tournaments and played online quite a bit. He was online playing against some other players like he usually was. He came across a certain player, asking him to play a "shadow game." Paul assumed the guy was just joking, and said "Sure." to him. Nothing was different from any other game. Paul was getting a bit upset, as he kept on getting poor cards and was just generally unlucky. Paul lost the match and was left with a short chat before he disconnected. "Well you lost, and this was a shadow game. Although, the punishment for losing is, let's say, a bit more fun." the opponent said before leaving the lobby. Paul sat at his desk for a moment, taking it in. He assumed it was nothing to worry about, but was still curious why his opponent talked the way he did. Before he could continue, Paul felt a strange feeling surround his body.
Paul's hair grew greatly as it reached down to his back, turning
In Oz: Peacock
In Oz: Peacock
* An escalation by BeautifulExperience *
He noticed her presence before he heard the sound of her whisper, and when he turned around he couldn't believe his eyes: She was beautiful, but her eyes looked dangerous. This wasn't the kind of girl to play with, but he couldn't resist to fall in love with her in an instant, absolutely knowing there was no love in her for any human being.
Inspired by Anni Suvi's image Peacock
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