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Thank YouI've always respected you.Thank You by HawkRider
Creatures surrounded us, but the boy didn't consider leaving me. He cut through them, keeping us both from harm. When one moved to attack, he was there to intercept.
I stood there helpless.
“Aerora!” Wind gusted around us, drawing several creatures into the air, in front of the boy. He was keeping himself between me and them as much as he could. “Tornado Strike!” Wind whipped up around him, cutting through the creatures. I pulled back, but it didn't harm me. The creatures disappeared in a burst of darkness. The winds died down.
I looked behind me, backing up as a smaller creature jumped out of the ground. I hit the back of the boy. “Magnet!” The creature flew up into the black void that had appeared above the boy, several other small creatures following it.
“Are you all right?” He asked. I nodded, keeping close behind him. “I'm going to open up a path for you, so you can get out. There's a wizard
(KH) Fake - Contest Entry"Honey! I'm home!"(KH) Fake - Contest Entry by HawkRider
The silver haired man in the shop didn't respond, simply rolling his eyes. The first man closed the door, locking it behind him. He headed for the back room, quickly pulling off his coat and hanging it on a hook in the small kitchen, filling the kettle and switching it on. He signed in, then headed back to the front of the shop.
"You're an idiot Sora."
"That was a little late," Sora commented idly, automatically beginning to check one of the shelves for any gaps that might fit another book. "You're losing your touch Riku."
"Get the float, will you?" Riku walked behind the counter, opening the software for the till. He unplugged the memory stick that had saved the sale data overnight as it slowly opened up.
"All right." Sora pulled his phone from his pocket, scrolling to his contacts. He walked into Riku's office, looking at the safe. "Last four digits..." He muttered, pressing the appropriate keys. A green light blinked on, and the brunette pulled on the handle. The
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My style generally revolves around emotions, and a fair few of my ideas stem not far from sadness and depression. Hey, the last two OCs I made both nearly died, and one was later sacrificed by his adoptive parents. The other went on to become a host... Anyway, if you look through my gallery, you'll see that I am more author than artist, and although that watercolour may look nice, my grandmother helped me a lot with it. Still, I do sometimes upload pictures. You will also notice the lack of content in my gallery, which will also soon change as I intend to publish new stories here as well as on FF from now on. That will probably take a little bit of a while though, due to the motivational problems I am having (and my forgetting I can actually post things on dA)
Anyway, what you should know about me. I am a guy who is fond of Yaoi, but appreciates any kind of love, both romantic and platonic. I enjoy leaving my opinion on a story, and so always review. I watch the artists I like, both for their personality and for their art. I do not mind reading/seeing violence or moderate gore, but I am against seeing full-body nudity of any description or heavy gore. I admit to being a prudish scaredy cat, because that is exactly who I am.
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