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The Freel of Streel

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Reads 880
Votes 17
Parts 15
Time 5h 4m

absurd altitude ant apple armor atlas battle beast begin beginning bird bones bow boy business capital cave circle claw clear clock close cloud coin color conclusion confusion conman corn crazy creature crook crow cry dark death deliver dictionary different dimension dog dolphin door dragon drink duel dust end fear fight find fish forest fork fox funeral girl glass glasses god hand hate height help hope house idea illogical injury introduction joke joy kid king lamp language languages lexical life light linguistic linguistics logic love made man map mediator meet mine mister mole move narrator new nonsense odd outside package pain pass path peace peculiar pen penguin philosophy phonetic play plunge punctuation quest question rain recover red riddle rob safe scared science scribe sea seal see seed serpent shield shore shout shrimp sir sky sleep snake song sorry speech steal strange sun surreal surrealist sword talk thief time tired town trail tree true trust truth unclear underground understand voice voices wait water wave week weird white wild wind wing wolf woman woods word words world worm wound write yell

The story of a conman who finds himself in a most unusual set of circumstances in which he enters a town in order to pull his con, but strangely finds himself thrown into the bizarre land of Streel, which seems oddly familiar to him.  And so he will fight his way through the world of absurdity that is Streel; and so he will meet a woman that he believes he loves; and so he will have to go in search of the Freel, to find the winged "slabberjank" and strike it down, facing all sorts of nonsense and absurdity on his journey through the land, for this is the task of right-handed people.  Of course, left-handed people are really no different.All Rights Reserved

absurd altitude ant apple armor atlas battle beast begin beginning bird bones bow boy business capital cave circle claw clear clock close cloud coin color conclusion confusion conman corn crazy creature crook crow cry dark death deliver dictionary different dimension dog dolphin door dragon drink duel dust end fear fight find fish forest fork fox funeral girl glass glasses god hand hate height help hope house idea illogical injury introduction joke joy kid king lamp language languages lexical life light linguistic linguistics logic love made man map mediator meet mine mister mole move narrator new nonsense odd outside package pain pass path peace peculiar pen penguin philosophy phonetic play plunge punctuation quest question rain recover red riddle rob safe scared science scribe sea seal see seed serpent shield shore shout shrimp sir sky sleep snake song sorry speech steal strange sun surreal surrealist sword talk thief time tired town trail tree true trust truth unclear underground understand voice voices wait water wave week weird white wild wind wing wolf woman woods word words world worm wound write yell

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My Old Poems (2011) by JohnHicks0

Just a compilation of the poems that I wrote in 2011 on my Ipod. I wrote these poems at the time to try and lift my spirit, I knew I needed it then. Enjoy. Become a fan on Facebook if you like it. http://www.facebook.com/Johnhicksbooks :)

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Truly Alive by shawnmichelle89

In agony I deliver the children of faceless, infertile clients. To them I am nothing more than a vessel, bearing the fruit they so wish to carry within themselves. They love me for my ability, and they hate me for it. This is why I am hidden away here in the Factory where they cannot see my rounded stomach, swollen with their life. When the life inside me is gone, birthed into their eagerly-waiting arms, I will be left with nothing. I will be impregnated again, and again, until my body is ruined and I am sent away. I should question this system, this ritualistic rending of my heart, but I do not-in fact, I volunteered for this job. And now, six babies later, I am afraid to leave. It is better to carry life, even temporarily, than to have never carried it at all.

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