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Eve of the DeadA night to give and to receiveEve of the Dead by ~hishou
Tonight you see is all hallows eve
And in this precious interlude
I see DA getting in the mood
To frighten and fear those hated or dear
With such unparalleled magnitude
And as I remember what I saw
I wish, oh wish that I could draw
I might jot down a few words here
Or write a tune to please the ear
But when I try to please the eye
It simply wont appear
But enough with my tale woe and dread
Enjoy the eve now that all is said
And as you rest now in your bed
I'll welcome in the day of the dead
Eye of Truth Looking back on our childhoods, many of us will remember some of the stories we were told before bed. Stories of far off lands in times almost forgotten. Stories of demons who pray upon the weak and the innocent, and stories of the brave men who fought against them. Stories like these are often called fairy tales. They usually have a happy ending and occasionally include a lesson to be learned. Is there anything I'm forgetting? Ah yes, fairy tales are also works of fiction. As we grow up, we eventually figure out that all of these stories are completely made up and simply untrue . . . but what if they weren't? Let's entertain for a moEye of Truth by ~hishou
Chapter 2: The Morning After As he awoke, the young boy enjoyed that moment or two it always takes to remember the world he lives in.Chapter 2: The Morning After by ~hishou
. . . I'll give it a minute. The boy thought as he took in his surroundings. One of the first things he noticed was that he was lying on the ground. This seemed odd, although for some reason the boy couldn't recall what would have been normal.
Perhaps I was getting there and woke up early. With this thought in mind the boy contemplated whether or not he should go back to sleep when he noticed a girl sitting a few feet infront of him. The girl sat there with a look on her face that the boy thought probably meant that she was surprised
Chapter 1: Nothing Much Amy. The name sounded strange and alien; almost as if it wasn't hers. The reason for this was that it wasn't. Amy had a strange and complicated story to tell, not that she ever told it. In fact, she made a point of hardly ever thinking about it, which made it all the more strange that she was. She'd never had so much trouble getting used to her name, as a matter of fact, she'd never had any trouble getting used to her name. What made this one so difficult to get into her head, or for that matter, what made it so difficult to get out of her head. There was only one thing for it. She would have to decide who she'd be next. Amy loved imaginingChapter 1: Nothing Much by ~hishou
dA Guide: Text FormattingdA Guide: Text Formatting by ~SweetDuke
This is just a simple html guide to formatting text on dA (and other sites as well), since nicely formatted text makes everything more visually appealing! :) My goal was just to compile some html info into a simple, easy to understand guide for quick reference. I'm not very experienced with html so please let me know if you have any corrections or codes I should add!
This guide goes a little above and beyond dA's FAQ entry (although I purposely left out anything to do with links, because they don't work on literature submissions). I also provided working examples, which might make the codes a little easier t
Hey 
), and her lil sis, Amelia XD. and that is how i know Eva... but she doesn't know me 
I made mine too hehe its pretty sick XD
