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Plant Party #27, Oliphaunt Grey #11, Crimson #23
Name: shadowsong26
Story: The Four
'Verse: Lux
Colors: Plant Party #27. Japanese Camellia, Oliphaunt Grey #11. Dire deeds awake; dark is it eastward, Crimson #23. You're missin' your daughter's levitation.
Supplies and Materials: graffiti (Rhythm Gymnastics), photography, miniature collection, fingerpainting (haiku), novelty beads (We're going off tonight/To kick out every light/Take anything we want/Drink everything in sight/We're going till the world stops turning/While we burn it to the ground tonight. - "Burn It To The Ground", Nickelback); yarn, beading wire,
Word Count: 59
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Dimana, Shane, Imi, Rubika
Warnings: Nothing specific, I don't think.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
War
War ups the ante--
not by violence; she just smiles--
and she always wins.
Famine
Famine's grandmother,
whispering of potential,
all that you could have.
Pestilence
Small hands, green eyes bring
disaster, no way too run.
Pestilence, unseen.
Death
She never threatens,
Death, and she is always kind,
but then comes silence.
The Four
Famine, Pestilence,
War, Death--inevitable
sisters rule the end.
Story: The Four
'Verse: Lux
Colors: Plant Party #27. Japanese Camellia, Oliphaunt Grey #11. Dire deeds awake; dark is it eastward, Crimson #23. You're missin' your daughter's levitation.
Supplies and Materials: graffiti (Rhythm Gymnastics), photography, miniature collection, fingerpainting (haiku), novelty beads (We're going off tonight/To kick out every light/Take anything we want/Drink everything in sight/We're going till the world stops turning/While we burn it to the ground tonight. - "Burn It To The Ground", Nickelback); yarn, beading wire,
Word Count: 59
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Dimana, Shane, Imi, Rubika
Warnings: Nothing specific, I don't think.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
War
War ups the ante--
not by violence; she just smiles--
and she always wins.
Famine
Famine's grandmother,
whispering of potential,
all that you could have.
Pestilence
Small hands, green eyes bring
disaster, no way too run.
Pestilence, unseen.
Death
She never threatens,
Death, and she is always kind,
but then comes silence.
The Four
Famine, Pestilence,
War, Death--inevitable
sisters rule the end.
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