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StarvationA little boy, literally starving to death, was walking along the street alone. Suddenly he smelled something so delicious, he automatically looked up and saw a diner. In the window, was the last piece of an amazing looking cake. The boy ran into the diner, then stopped. He had no money, no job, no education, how could he ever afford the cake? He asked the manager of the diner if there was anything he could do for money, so he was put in the back doing little things. He asked the manager if he could reserve the cake for him, since he was so hungry and trying to work for it, and the manager agreed, giving the boy so much hope. He looked at theStarvation
by ~NihilKri
My DreamIt was Friday, and the children knew he was coming over. They were so excited. Today was the day, he's been planning this for months with them, making sure they knew what to do. She came in, and class started as normal. She was wondering why they were so excited, but she just wrote it off as him being there. They always get excited every Friday when he visits for some reason. Class came to a close, and he stood up smiling and signed to the children, "OK, it's time," then sat back down at the front of the class behind her. She turned around and gave him a puzzled look and asked, "Time for what?" He smiled wider and said, "Watch and see." She tMy Dream
by ~NihilKri
He's ThereHer chest hurts, he's there to make it better. She coughs, she wheezes, he's there with the cough medicine. She is nauseated, he's there rubbing her back And wiping her mouth when she's done. She is fatigued and tired, he's on the bed beside her, comforting her, Only getting up to fulfill another of her wishes. She is sore and barely feels like walking, he's there to carry her. She is stiff and aching, he's there to massage every muscle until she's comfortable.He's There
She is uncomfortable, he's there with pillows enough to float her on air. She complains, and the whole time he's there by h
by ~NihilKri
Our first meetingA young man of almost twenty one sits in the window seat on the plane, reclined with his eyes closed and arms folded across his chest. He would almost look asleep, if it wasn't for the rapid anxious drumming of his fingers on his arm, almost the same position he's been in for the last eight hours. But he's wide awake, his mind playing through what's about to happen for the 167th time this flight alone, let alone the last two flights before this one, and every day for the last two years for that matter.Our first meeting
He has gotten everything ready, from his dark brown hair extending halfway down his upper arms, cut, washed, dried, and combed th
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- Current Residence: Deep within the recesses of my mind
- Interests: Something so mindboggling complex, yet so beautifully simple, it justs, wow.
- Favourite movie: Twilight, Star Wars, V for Vendetta, Titanic
- Favourite band or musician: Evanescence, LaFee, Nightwish, Groove Coverage, Soulidium
- Favourite genre of music: Celtic, Techno, Classical
- Favourite artist: Someone who captures pure beauty so elegantly, or at least makes me laugh
- Favourite poet or writer: Heather Gibson, Emily Dickinson, Edgar Allen Poe, William Blake
- Favourite photographer: Look in my favorites, I've too many to list here
- Favourite style of art: Combine "Interests", "Favorite Artist", and "Favorite Photographer"
- Operating System: Vista
- MP3 player of choice: Windows Media Player
- Shell of choice: Chambered Nautilus
- Wallpaper of choice: 1280x800
- Skin of choice: *purrs and smiles* Heather's, of course.
- Favourite game: Runescape
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Favourite cartoon character: Haji, Alucard, or InuYasha
- Personal Quote: Many things, be they good and evil, Infinity and The One, are merely two ends of the same spectrum.
- Tools of the Trade: My laptop, a rose, and my viola
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/nihilkri
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"... forever yours, nocturnal me..."
on all three
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"passion éternel, désir feu sauvage"
"When moonlight crawls along the street
Chasing away the summer heat
Footsteps outside somewhere below
The world revolves I let it go"
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"... forever yours, nocturnal me..."
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"... forever yours, nocturnal me..."
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"... forever yours, nocturnal me..."
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"passion éternel, désir feu sauvage"
"When moonlight crawls along the street
Chasing away the summer heat
Footsteps outside somewhere below
The world revolves I let it go"
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My Pacific Northwest Photography Gallery: [link]
My Visual Poetry Gallery: [link]
My Love
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"passion éternel, désir feu sauvage"
"When moonlight crawls along the street
Chasing away the summer heat
Footsteps outside somewhere below
The world revolves I let it go"
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"... forever yours, nocturnal me..."
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