1 Week, 3 Days, 12 Hours, And 27 Minutes. by x-Rabid-Dementia, literature
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1 Week, 3 Days, 12 Hours, And 27 Minutes.
Gazing beyond the partially frosted-over, one-foot-by-one-foot pane of glass that provided him with a partial view of his departing lover, a young noirette exhaled thickly, leaving the frigid air before him thick with both longing and sorrow as he tentatively pushed his home's front door shut. The action aided in closing out the rapidly descending snow as it fell in thick sheets, heaving gusts of chilly air up against each and every structure or being unfortunate enough to be positioned within its wrath.
He would have traded every last item, every last detail of his cozy, Colorado home, if the beautiful, deep-eyed man that he ha
Broken Strings: Chapter 3 by x-Rabid-Dementia, literature
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Broken Strings: Chapter 3
"Zack thesethese are amazing." the mocha-eyed boy spoke in a rather awe-stricken tone of voice, eyes still lingering, wide, on the page that he held before him.
Not only were the drawings greatly detailed and wonderful; they also depicted images that the bronzed young man recognized clearly from his pastimages that, particularly, had occurred to the both of them upon the day that he had met Zack.
First, there was an image of a youthful-looking eye, with what appeared to be heavy bruising surrounding its whites, and familiar, russet color.
Blinking at what seemed to be a mirror image of his own eye, Brian moved on to t
Broken Strings: Chapter 1 by x-Rabid-Dementia, literature
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Broken Strings: Chapter 1
As Mrs. Louder's English class sluggishly made their way out of the large, crowded and into the miniature, claustrophobia-inducing space of their designated classroom, Matthew Sanders Sighed thickly.
"Can one of you please tell me how we all managed to get stuck with the same English teacher, again?" the tall, burly boy drawled lazily as he took his usual back-row seat with his two closest friends, Jimmy Sullivan and Brian Haner Jr., at his sides.
Brian grinned as he slid into his own terribly uncomfortable metal seatpositioned in between his friends'and clapped one hand upon each of the other teens' shoulders.
"And let alo