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Eclipsed By Lil6ter Blood. Blood was everywhere. Why was there so much blood? Why was the world spinning? Which way was up? Which way was down? Why was everything so blurred? So very blurred. And the blood…why? Why the blood? Why the pain? Why the spinning? Why to it all. Damn everything. Why did she ever have to meet him? Why did she ever have to become so completely and entirely consumed by him to let this happen? Everything went black. We love our tragedies. We're both broken in our own little ways The wind was warm as it brushed against her skin in the late afternoon. It tossed her hair playfully across her shoulders, sweeping

Little Star By: lil6ter The cry of a child pierced through the night air in a simple hut, waking Kagome from her sleep. Her eyes were heavy, but they always felt heavy now that she was a mother. Kagome had given birth to a beautiful baby boy, nearly identical to his father, three months ago in the dead of night. She picked up her son, cradling the soft spot on his crown, and brought him outside so that he could gaze at the stars. He was out of sorts since Inuyasha had left earlier that night to prevent some neighboring demons from venturing closer to the village. The stars were so bright… Her baby gave another cry, and she carefully

The Truest Companion By: Lil6ter A resounding shing rang through the campsite as Inuyasha ran a whetstone across the blade of his great sword, the edge glinting from the warm light of the fire. His demeanor gave nothing away, yet his eyes were pained. They were always pained. He had lived through so much, seen too much, more then any man should. Shing He had seen his mother die. Shing He had seen the red blood drip from her wounds. Shing He had been abandoned as a child, learning everything on his own and protected by none. Shing He had been demeaned. Half-breed. Filth. Scum. Monster. Shing He had lived a life of solitude. Shing

The Purple Lord Of Darkness By: Lil6ter It was coming. The leaves and foliage crunched under their feet as they ran, trying to escape the horror that was following their every move. It was drawn to them, like the proverbial moth to the flame. There was a loud crash. The sound was a large tree falling. It was getting closer. No matter how fast they ran, no matter where they ran, it seemed to never loose hope. It never once faltered in its pursuit. They were entering a thicker part of the forest now in a weak attempt to detour the beast, but it was to no avail. It carried on, still hell bent on following them wherever they went. It was

The Weight On His Shoulder By: Lil6ter The young man had been standing there for the better part of the day. Just standing there on the top of the hill, gazing out into the serene feudal sky. He had watched the changes it had gone through. The calming blues had melted into the vivid reds and oranges. They were so warm…so comforting, and yet they were sad at the same time. The deep red…almost the color of blood made him think of the day's own death… and how it was slowly killing itself just like the day before it, and the day before, and the one before. Each day had to die in order to give birth to the next one. Oh how he wish

A Slice Of Heaven By: lil6ter He stared hungrily at the object before him, watching as the hot juices dripped out from it. He wanted this delicacy. This special treat. No one had ever offered this to him before, and he felt a lust take over his being as he realized that it was being offered to him and solely him. It was still covered in many different layers though, and he knew that he had to rectify this problem. Slowly, he lowered his mouth to the delectable spread out before him, tentatively taking in the round object placed before his mouth. It was pure, unadulterated heaven. He wanted more. He needed more. He would not be satisfied

The Café In Manahatta By: lil6ter Part Twenty Five “Morning, Kikyo!” The chirpiness that my sister can exhibit in two words will forever astonish me. How can someone be that happy? “Inuyasha and I are making plans for the New Year.” Ah. That’s how. “Do you think that you could poke your head out of your coffee hole here for a little bit and come to the party we are throwing? It’s at Inuyasha’s apartment.” A party? A room filled with people and music and happy lives and celebration? She wanted me to go to one of those? “We will see.” “That’s what you always say. Co