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Forests of UranusThey were well past bickering now.Forests of Uranus
Having lost sight of their familiar blue planet, they drifted in an ominous darkness only faintly illuminated by stars. Days had gone by since they were shot into the stormy azure sky in search of a new world, and now, they were weakening slowly, barely having the strength to keep conscious. They floated in and out of sleep as their energy was drained.
There was no point in speaking, as the only thing to speak of was their impending doom. They merely sat in their seats, seat belts unbuckled, shoulders slumped, waiting patiently for their end as time ticked slowly by. Their stomachs
Skies of Neptune - Part TwoThere is an eerie buzz swimming in the thick, hazy air. They are all gathered on his lawn, murmuring curiously to each other, their voices muted by the sound of the storms overhead. All their glassy eyes rest upon his creation, which sits on a pedestal in the center of the yard. For now, the miracle machine remains shrouded beneath a navy tarp, but the time of the grand unveiling draws steadily near.Skies of Neptune - Part Two
There is a sudden hush in the crowd, and every pair of anxious eyes shifts. There he stands, he who proclaims his invention can save his world. He pauses in the threshold of his humble dwelling, staring bravely at every creature tha
| Beyond the most recent of my deviations lies my gallery, and those who venture forth from here do not return. Consider yourself warned. |
Just a sample of the many awesome deviations I am fond of.  |
Hello, there. I'm Leslie, or SweetOutcast, depending on how close we are and whether or not you possess a permit stating you can legally call me by my official name.  Me and my jokes...Anyway... Words are my specialty, be it poetry or prose. Photography is my fallback, however, but let's face it: writing is where the party's at! Thanks for stopping by! And remember: My gallery is always open to the general public. |
The Worst Kind of Irony
Unhappy
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pack your things, we'll skip this town;
I'll pick you up when the sun goes down...
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When life throws a curve ball, improvise.
Straighten your hair with a curling iron.
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"We are unfashioned creatures, but half made up." -Mary Shelley (Frankenstein)
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When life throws a curve ball, improvise.
Straighten your hair with a curling iron.
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She said that it’s we who are rushing passed the wind
and that the sky is really below our feet
{ makes it easier to reach for the stars I guess }
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