THE DAY OF SEVERANCE The world of the sultan was severed from the realm. His murder opened the path for Jinn and Spirit to join together and cast a spell on the bright marble walls of the great palace, crumbling the walls and collapsing the towers that reached for the sun. This allowed all the corrupted, once fallen soldiers access to the realm of the living. The people of the Sultan soon found their sons and daughters slaughtered, leaving only the elderly alive. They were not expected ...
Updated 08-16-2009 at 04:19 PM by AimusSage
Not much. I planned to go home today and surprise mum but she told me the weather'd be crap to I scraped the idea. I had a long chat with dad, his brother's been having problems with his lungs and now they've discovered a tumour. The main concern is that he's had fluid drained from his lungs recently and it's left a scar and the worry is that the tumour could get out through that and spread like the evil ****ing bastard thing that cancer is. The fact that he's been a smoker for.... longer than I ...
I know I haven't been around much, but I'm still hoping that it will change in the future. First, Rich it was great to finally see your picture. Thanks to both Ruth and Logos for their help:) I really love having a face to put with everything else. Sorry to everyone waiting for another chapter. I'm afraid it will have to wait a few more days. I was all set to write today, and instead I've been preparing for an interview. I recieved a call back yesterday, and I've been getting ...
This is a very famous case, so famous that it actually appears in Authur Conan Doyle's 'The Valley of Fear' highly fictionalized. The Pinkerton Agent McPherson (disguised as McKenna), had to admit in court that he knew some of the murders were going to happen and he let them happen, which should have blown the case, and would anywhere else. Jack Kehoe received a posthumous exoneration. But Alex Campbell's hand print is still awaits justice for an innocent man hanged unfairly for a crime he did not ...
Well, not much to say. I got my last english lit. Essay back, 64, that’s good. Not as crap as I’d thought. Ironic thing is that it turn out I picked a different subject than most of the others, I can’t remember much about it now, on narrative and comparing the idea of suspense in Paradise Lost and Waiting for Godot. I thought this rather odd, because I went for the thing that I thought was easiest. Our choices o what to write about were broader this time. It had to be comparing paradise lost and ...