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A Death in Literature by Blizz-Kid, literature
Literature
A Death in Literature
He didn’t enjoy killing, or even violence in general; it disgusted him. It was something the world could do without entirely, and he wished more than anything that he could escape it. He knew, however, as we all know, one cannot escape violence in a world that lives for death. He didn’t want, in any part of him, to kill another human being. Of course, that did not mean for even a second, that he wasn’t going to do it.
Purpose; generally, this is accepted as the one thing every human wants and needs. In our society, and our world, no perso
Sonadow Let me Save You by FlamieDeWynter, literature
Literature
Sonadow Let me Save You
Sonic was running, faster than he'd EVER run before. Egg head had finally managed to almost completely murder the poor blue hedgehog.
Á few minutes back:
'"Give up egg man!" Sonic growled through gritted teeth.
"Why should I?" with that said the fat man slammed his fist onto the huge red button on his control panel. Missiles shot out from every corner of the room, Sonic dodged them with such ease, but his arms were grabbed by four robots, holding him back. He kicked and lashed out trying so desperately to free himself from the restraint. To no prevail… he failed. He was completely exhausted. Eggman walked up to his prisoner.
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Dark Embrace- Sonadow by FlamieDeWynter, literature
Literature
Dark Embrace- Sonadow
Black snow flakes fell from the lifeless sky of crimson. So it was true. When an angel turns dark the sky is died with blood. I sighed as I turned from the window back to my bed.
Sonic sat there on my bed, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. His eyes hazed over, breathing slowly but raggedly. I smiled wickedly. I let my jet black and crimson feathered wings show.
Sonic did nothing but stare into my eyes, searching for something like a sign that I was not going to kill him.
"Sh… Shadow…" he choked out practically choking on the blood in his lungs.
I smiled. He looked… so… vulnerable. I walked closer; he backed