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Calefaction by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Calefaction

Today was Tuesday, the package due by Saturday, and Sunday’s hat slipped down to block out the dry heat, the bright sun, and the arid desert winds. Returning to Boomer’s wasn’t Sunday’s idea of fun—what, with all the seedy bastards that loitered around his shack-dive of a bar—but despite the fact that Boomer had, was, and always would be a cowardly little sneak, he was scared enough of Sunday to never even consider a double-cross. Boomer was a good dog like that: he recognized the hand that fed him—and Sunday had a legendary temper. Walking into the dive, Sunday caught the

Odyssey Into 2012-Ch1 Submission by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Odyssey Into 2012-Ch1 Submission

There is darkness and there is pain. Slowly the world comes into kaleidoscopic focus, bursting with color and sensation and fading. The gate twists, black and wooden, into an arch before her. From its mouth comes light. The light pulses quietly and when she turns her palm towards it, searing pains strikes through her skin. Blood pearls along the cut now marring her palm, dripping fat drops of crimson onto the calendar clutched in her other hand. December 11th The blood slide down the date to the 18th and down, cockeyed as it hits the other paper clutched atop it, over Zephyr. Ire fills her body. Purpose awakens her brain. Blood coats he

What I'm Trying to Say -LxJ- by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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What I'm Trying to Say -LxJ-

"Expelliarmus!" Lily's wand sailed through the air, hit the grass, rolled a bit, and stopped near the lake edge. Her green eyes flashed as her gaze snapped to black-haired culprit. "Damn it, Potter!" "Don't be like that, Evans," said James, hopping down the knoll to her as Lily stormed over to her fallen wand. James shrugged a bit. "I wouldn't've done it if I didn't know you'd try to Hex me before actually listening to me--" "IMPEDIMENTA!" "Oh--! Bloody--!" James dove behind the tree Lily had previously been sitting against. The force of the jinx hitting the tree vibrated throughout the entire trunk while bits of bark went sailing through

Resolution --LilyxJames-- by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Resolution --LilyxJames--

The first day back at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry began with a temperate September breeze, the teasing and twisting hues of autumn fire coming down from the trees, and a new Head Boy and Head Girl in place from Gryffindor House: Lily Evans and James Potter-- Or, as the whispers from Slytherin said, the Mudblood and the Blood Traitor. Lily paid the whispers flying around little mind as she helped Prefects and first years alike to the carriages, across the lake, to the great hall, and, after sorting, the young Gryffindors to the tower. Through all of this she attempted to maintain a healthy distance from James and, in all the

-rough- The Memory Lock by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

Taped by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Taped

chloroform teeth bite back bile dirty rag (anger) melting poison (savagery) (forlorn) (broken) (lost) (A L O N E) silence sent away sealed box stretched taut closed sealed lips eyes stitched wound, forgotten desert sightless, drown silence (still waters) --dry--- endless rectify heedless falsehood --bloodied-- (withheld) torn, solitude press together (scored) scorn long red bow silk locked breath --gone covered-- (taped)

Chopsticks by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Chopsticks

I remember the first time I learned how to use chopsticks. My mother held my tiny hands and moved her supple fingers over mine to fix my position. "No, no, Tsuki-chan," she laughed quietly. "You hold them like this. They are not sticks for prodding muddy riverbanks. They are beautiful instruments for both eating and expressing your upbringing." "Okaasan, why can't we use spoons like those foreigners from the metal dragons do? They laugh at us from the ports, Otousan said." I stared up at her with my eyes large. She smiled down at me, petting my long black hair away from my face. "We are not like them, Tsukimo. We are nothing like them. They

Always Walk Away by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Always Walk Away

Always walk away Sick of turned back and bitter hearts Tearing at my dreams Under the guise of family and friends I accept that I am now and ever shall be alone Blackened to the soul By disappointment and lies I am a husk of emotionless existence No arms to hold this fractured self together No kin to cradle close to my bosom For my boon has been decided and my lots cast Never again the dreamer Her screams have died in my throat I cannot reach her silver clouds From my throat to my heart Voiceless Soundless I die I hate you.

Here in My Arms by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Here in My Arms

She smiled softly, watching her husband change their son's diaper. Right now it was a little hard to call this a chore for Gear. He and Cole carried on with their giggles and smiles; Cole pumped his chubby little arms while Gear grinned and wiped the baby's rump. "Lookit you," cooed Gear, tossing the dirty wet wipe into a waste bin to his right. "All stinky and stuff! Whaddya think you're doin', huh? What're you doin'?" Vesper giggled quietly while Cole gave a full-out baby-belly laugh. Her hands covered her mouth in a ladylike fashion; a puzzle book rested in her lap. Tilting her head with a smile, hands now lowered, when Gear faced her

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What I'm Trying to Say -LxJ- by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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What I'm Trying to Say -LxJ-

Resolution --LilyxJames-- by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Resolution --LilyxJames--

Chopsticks by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Chopsticks

Here in My Arms by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Here in My Arms

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Sanctified Castigation by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Sanctified Castigation

Witch Hunted, witch. "Yes, you are a Saint... "...but you are a witch, and that makes you dangerous." Selena stared wide-eyed at Aquinas. She? A...witch? Hadn't she spent the last seven years under his tutelage as a Hunter? How could she not know? Then again, how had those she had hunted known when they were a witch? She certainly had no clue. Daemons were a different story entirely - but a witch? Her brain just couldn't seem to wrap around the idea. "Surely...the Church will show mercy..." Aquinas scoffed. His arms crossed over his chest and his head turned, gaze askance. "You'd think so, wouldn't you? But no. It's simply a bulletin go

Vendel'o Eranu by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Vendel'o Eranu

Vyana struggled against the restraints on her wrists and ankles. “Let me go…! You won’t win this war, Arthas! As we speak, people continue to amass to fight against you.” The Lich King chuckled darkly. “You think so?” his voice rumbled, echoing from the inside of his helm. Icy breath twisted in front of his lips, which, cracked and pale, twisted into a sneer. “Fight against me as you have? Everyone has a weak point. Your mentor Sylvanas did—” “You tortured her and damned her soul to hell!” The high elf ranger lifted her head to glare at him dead on. Her golden eyes smoldered from benea

Unforgotten by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Unforgotten

Ina hummed quietly to herself. In her copy of A Midsummer Night’s Dream, she highlighted Hermia’s lines in bright yellow. Come two-and-a-half months, she would be performing on the university’s stage for the annual Festival of Fools. Any and all money raised from ticket sales would go towards the Harts Bay Public School District to keep the arts in one of the poorer schools. This year, the money was intended for Harts Bay Central, an inner-city high school with decent academics, and from which Alex had graduated. Withholding a small yawn, Ina lifted her coffee mug to her lips. The large purple swirls that decorated the otherw

Pressed in the Shadows by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Pressed in the Shadows

I see my new protégé slip beneath the bridge with me. I hunker down, pushing aside empty bottles and trash; set aside the grimy newspapers I use to line my bedroll against the bitter rime. He looks at me, with a slow quiet smile – tentative and unsure, despite our kinship – and his mannerism is warm yet ordinary; and I am the morbid peculiarity. He drops beside me in the beanbag chair he brought on a previous visit. Now lounging on its twin, I only move, lazily and with considerable fatigue, to stretch my fingers toward the thermos he passes to me. “Coffee from the gas station down the street,” he explains, pas

Fanny by dark-angel-moonlight, literature

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Fanny

Try not to stare at her hands with the thin veins and drooping skin. Don't watch them shake. Try not to notice the heavy blue eyeshadow her “beauty operator” decorates her with every day at 11 AM prompt and how proudly she wears it. Smile. Tell her she looks pretty. Watch her fluff her gray hair with pride. Don't focus on her sharp nose or wrinkly grin. Ignore the red, red clown lipstick. Sit down when she asks you to sit. Don't think about the cockroaches. Ignore the smell of old lady perfume and moth balls. Look away from her hunting with a fly swatter like she's on safari. Try not to stare at the stuffed animals around the room.

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June 26
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Deviant for 19 years
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I'm just a crazy young writer doing my thing, honing my craft, and trying to not take myself too seriously. :)

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dark-angel-moonlight

Oct 27, 2013

I forget about this so much

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I've had a lot happen in the last year. A lot of it good, a lot of it bad, and a lot in between. But that's life, really. I am not as fond of using dA as I used to be. Interface is a little screwy, some of the attitudes, divas, etc. really don't help. Having my own sites and Tumblr to play around with doesn't help that much either. (I'll link all my new contact info soon enough though :) ) What else, what else...? My novel goes well. About 38k, almost 39k typed up. I'm one of those who writes by hand then types up what I have. Find I make better cuts and edits and additions than trying to free type the entire thing. I get some great additi

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dark-angel-moonlight

Nov 4, 2012

Name Change (Fair Warning)

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I've had this dA name for, gosh, years now. And while "dark-angel-moonlight" has been who I am for a while, I'm thinking of trading it in for ENstasia. Short, sleek, to the point. :)

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dark-angel-moonlight

Jun 28, 2012

Anyone who can help my Aussie get a job...?

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He lives about 2 hours north/northeast of Sydney. He really needs a job and has been looking for sometime. No job means no money which means he cannot get over here which means it makes our love story very, very difficult. So, if you're an Aussie--or happen to be living in Australia right now--please, please, PLEASE send me a message or leave a comment. I'm just really frustrated right now, as is he, understandably. I'm the only with a full-time job right now. If he could get over here, it'd be loads easier for him to be employed here but right now that just isn't available.