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26th-Aug-2005 09:46 pm - Crushed - a short work of fiction
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Lightening lit the black sky, striking out to all points visible in the horizion. Thunder rumbled as waves crashed against the shore.

She stumbled forward, her fingertips brushing againt the grain.

Rain pounded to the earth, erroding lose ground and stinging the flesh.

She stumbled again, losing her balance on the unsteady surface. Knees landed against sand as she fell forward. Her forehead landed against the wet sand and she stayed there for a moment drawing in much needed air.

'In and out, in and out' she repeated in her head while she sucked in as much air as was humanly possible.

As the wind whipped strands of crushed granet hair against doll like skin, she threw her head back. Rain beat against flesh, plastering strands of hair to her face and washed away signs of the tears that
pooled from her chocolate fudge eyes.

Lightening flashed again, illuminating the angst. Her body shook as she chocked back sobs, as muffled sound emitted from her lips; as pain wretched through her soul.

She watched as lightening rippeled from here to there, as electricty crackeled through the air.

Her lips parted as a scream ripped from her lungs, the angst and pain as plain as the primative emotions. It caught in the wind and chased away the time as the tears fell freshly opened wounds.

Slowly she lifted her hands, the sand she had been clutching fell.

"Why?" she screamed, the rawness of her feelings present?

The metal glistened with the next flash of lightening and than it was gone, plunged into her breast as though guided by imaginary hands.

Her screamed ripped through the air; tears streamed down her face as she pulled the knife from muscle and flesh. It moved slowly, her hands guiding it back until it rested against bloody palms.

Muscles trembling she lifted those open palms and the pain slowly spread.

Her eyes closed as she felt the soft caress of his mouth against hers; as crimson blood trickled between parted lips.

The knife fell to the ground, landing silently in the sand as final breath choked itself from her body.

She fell forward, her face falling to the side. Soulless eyes as cold as ice watched the rain fall. Watched as it slowly washed away the clotting blood down the sandy shore and into the ocean. Watched as her
life was carried away by the ragging water - - alone.
17th-Aug-2005 09:08 pm - A bit behind
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Hi all. Sorry about the delay in getting things up. Have a bit of a health issue going on right now that's kept me from the computer. I will get the voting up tonight but the next challenge won't be posted until Friday night.

Something else that I've been thinking of is bringing in a Co-mod. I know I just assumed ownership of the group but I also admit that right now I need some help with running the group. If anyone is interested, please get in touch with me.

Thanks;

jenn
1st-Aug-2005 07:40 pm - Requests
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I am currently taking requests for icons / bases. If you would like to request icons / bases, please leave a comment in this post. If there is a certain image(s) or text(s)/quote(s) that you would like to see on the icon, please include them in your comments. A link to the image is fine.

If you have any questions, please feel free to ask them. :)
3rd-Jul-2005 07:18 pm - New Icons
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The following are icons that I made today (7-3).

* NO hotlinking
* If used, CREDIT is required - [info]a_woman_apart
* DO NOT change any of these icons
* COMMENT if taking any
* Enjoy them

Icons behind the cut )
3rd-Jul-2005 07:14 pm - Older Icons
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The following are some older icons that I made. I found them on my computer and thought I'd share them with everyone.

* NO hotlinking
* If used, CREDIT is REQUIRED - [info]a_woman_apart
* DO NOT change any of these icons
* COMMENT if taking any icons
* Enjoy them

Icons behind the cut )
3rd-Jul-2005 12:17 pm - Multiple Bases
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Oh but before I go, I want to share some bases I made for icons. I have decided I want to have fun on the computer instead of just...coming on and doing crap.

Comment if taking any
Credit is nice - [info]a_woman_apart - but not required if making icons from the bases; if you use the base as an icon, please credit me.
NO hotlinking
NO claiming as your own bases

Abstract - 2
Nature - 9
Stage / Music - 3
Writing - 2
Misc - 7

Misc. Bases )
3rd-Jul-2005 12:15 pm - Multiple Bases
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Hi everyone. I spent this afternoon making some more misc. bases.

Please comment if taking the bases - [info]a_woman_apart
Credit isn't required if you use the base to make an icon; but is required if you just use the base as an icon
If you make an icon, I'd like to see it but it's not required

* 3 Transportation
* 13 Buildings
* 10 Nature
* 10 Christmas
* 3 Candles
* 16 Food

The Misc. Bases )
3rd-Jul-2005 12:13 pm - Multiple Bases
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Multiple Topics of bases )

+ 39 Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV Show) Bases
+ 42 Scott Stapp Bases
+ 11 The Scarlet Pimpernel Bases
+ 7 Tropical Bases
+ 4 Sunset Boulevard Bases
+ 2 Lonestar Bases

*~* Please comment if taking any of the bases *~*
*~* Credit is nice but not needed if creating icons ~*~
~*~ If using base as icon please credit [info]a_woman_apart ~*~
~*~ NO HOTLINKING ~*~
~*~ Images come from google image searches ~*~
3rd-Jul-2005 01:06 am - Harder to Breathe
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It was cold outside.
It was cold inside.
It was getting harder and harder to breathe.
There was no one left to love.
There was no one left to dream.
There were no more miracles.

She had pushed and pulled;
Played one game
And then played another
Until he had walked out the door.

No one to blame but herself.
Is there anyone out there?
What are you doing?
Screwing things up in her head?

It was all too confusing.
She didn’t understand it anymore.
He walked out the door;
She walked through the door.

Where was she?
There was no more thoughts in her head.
It was too cold inside with no one to love.
So much harder to breathe.

How dare you say her behavior is unexpected.

There she was lying in that long box surrounded by dirt...

It made it harder and harder to breathe.
3rd-Jul-2005 01:05 am - It Makes You
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Tiny beats of steady fingers
It takes you over with one stroke, one caress
Slowly it over comes you
Numbs your senses
Your body shivers
Your mind slips
Your skin tingles
You feel it in your mind, your fingers, your toes
You feel it in your heart
And with every breath that you take
It beats with each beat of your heart
Travels with each thrust
Grows and over takes you
Makes you one
Makes you complete
It becomes you

- Music
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