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AutopilotStanding in the middle of the room, I suddenly woke up - I thought about all the depressing matters
I had dealt with the last days - but I didn't feel depressed, I was laughing like crazy,
"and I didn't even have to feel ANY OF IT!"
After a whole year of intense studying, it felt like I was nearing my goal - after many bad attempts.
Standing in the shower, I was feeling that feeling you get afterwards, like when you're really
pleased with yourself. And I was - for many reasons.
I was hungry - of course I dealt with that in the same quick manner as everything else in my life these days.
I kept thinking to myself, that after this hits the market, will people ever go back? I didn't think so.
The world NEEDS people to make it go around, I mean, you can automate all you want, but you still need people
around the machines. The thing is, I want to give people the full package - depending on their lack of strength.
It's strange to see how freaking expendable our emotions
really are - how close
A Spell Gone Right! (Story)
A Spell Gone Right
Ella wasn't your average 19-year-old. In fact, she was a witch! Of course in a world full of witches and wizards this wasn’t all that uncommon. Though, Ella herself was still only a witch-in-training; she had to pass her exams before she became a full-fledged witch, and with Halloween coming up, she was very busy studying. Halloween was the end of the semester at her wizardry college, and the date was approaching much faster than Ella wished.
"Damn it! It just won't work!" She cried, slamming the dusty old book closed with a groan. She had been studying for hours, and not one of the spells she had been laboriously trying to learn actually worked. Well, except lumeria, which was supposed to make the lights turn on and off. That had made her lamp explode in a flash of light, which was close enough that she counted it as a win.
"I'm going to fail for sure." She huffed, leaning back in the rickety old chair and crossing her legs. Ella wasn't the prettiest girl in s
Fly Over and Stay at My Place | NYC LoveDeacon: It’s official! I'm going to New York! Thing is… I gotta go with my family…
Brian: Sweet! Well, they won’t be a bother.
Deacon: How do you know?
Brian: I’ll get a separate hotel room… or we can drive to my place for the night and hangout. (:
Deacon: Back, sorry. I was kinda stuffing my mouth.
Brian: Hehehe… What’s the name of your hotel?
Deacon: The Marriott.
Brian: Ooh, I’ve stayed there a few times before. You’ll love it! (:
Deacon: Well then, hopefully I’ll see you there tomorrow! Just, don’t come up to me when I’m with my parents, I don’t want them knowing.
Brian: Understood. I’ll find a way to sneak you out. Anyways, have fun, kiddo. I’ll see ya there.
Deacon grabbed his stuff, turned off
you were on a oily and worn table
and you were all screwed apart
machine parts everywhere
cause you were powered off
your head was still on your torso and lower body
but arms and legs were taken off
and your chestplate gone
head was open
your long hair soaked in fluids
black oil leaking out of your arm- and leg joints
your arm, the one nearest me
is a cogwheel in the midst
fastened to your slender female skeleton
and wires were sticking out - the mechanical wires that pulls your movement
the light is dull and yellow
and only lights up the table you're lying on
but i could see what else was around in a green and dim light
nothing of real interest
computers and monitors
your skin is yours
i can bend your bodyparts
and i hear the servos whirring
clear as a memory of yesterday
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