

ProgressionPROLOGUE: NOW Evan, in the wilderness Sunday, 25 October 2144 23:02Progression
I open my eyes. I've only just realized I'm awake. Not only that, but I'm on my feet. How long have I been standing here? It seems like quite a while. I look down. The ground under my feet is dark brown paving stones. A radial pattern, spiraling dizzily outwards, and I’m right at the epicenter.
Above me, there’s nothing but white. But around me, the paving stones go on forever – there’s no horizon. It looks like I’m standing in the center of an immen


Culture ShockCulture Shock by Mike ScottCulture Shock
From one side of the stage, Evan McCowan appeared in his signature whirl of lightning. His blonde hair flashed in the bright stage lights, and his green eyes glittered, like he was planning something. From the opposite side of the stage a black lotus opened with a slow, elegant beauty, and from it emerged Ruby Tuesday, the dark queen of the night. Her raven black tresses seemed to absorb the glaring electric luminescence. Whats up, dudes! Evan yelled. Im here to show you he gestured with indicative vehemence to the silent audience how to


Snail TaleSnail Tale by Mike ScottSnail Tale
Evan the snail (he was just a random snail) figured he had it pretty good for a snail. He lived in a pond with all his friends, his family, and his lovely girlfriend Telulah. There were remarkably few predators in the pond; the occasional marmoset, snake, or turtle, but these enemies were easily stopped by strength in numbers. Believe me, its absolutely hilarious to see a marmoset being swarmed by a whole crapload of snails, and even funner to see a turtle being sieged by teams of trained snails. But that is a story for another day. Evan was just crawling along at remarkably low locomoti
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For the rest, I have to say to you
I will dream like a God
~ Seven Days To The Wolves
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To know that you feel the same as I do
Is a three fold utopian dream
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the doubter
respect
bluntsight
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an idle mind is a devil's workshop, and an artist's canvas...
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Just live.
btw i like your writing! I
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So sit on top of the world and tell me how you're feeling...
What you feel is what I feel for you
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