Moon Shadows -?--Moon Shadows-He said, Ive never been in love, you know.Oh Ive fooled a couple pretty girls,and watched some pretty guys,and once I found a pretty face,who told me pretty lies.But Ive never been in love, you know.Then he smiled wistfully,and looked up at the stars.And theres nothing really like it,though theres chicks and booze and cars.We lay silent in the dark.Metal of the hood was cold,The shadows inky black,And a voice then rose within me,Until I could not turn it back.Haltingly, I said,Love is not so strange, I think,Love is
Someone yet will offer it,And I think youll find you care,For one who will always wait.He looked at me again that night,the starlight in his eyes,he saw me for the first time,he thought that I was wise
but I was a fool.And here we sit again,On another silent night,While the moon is cloaked in fog,Making soft its light.
Held Back -BT-Welll.... This may be a sequal to another fiction, or it may be a stand alone. I think it could be either.Ben Ten,Pairing: Bevin--It wasnt cold feet. No way.It was
strategic restraint.Right.Kevin slammed the door behind him, less than thrilled with the state of life in general.He thought hed made his decision, come to a conclusion, picked the third curtain, thank you very much. But picking the third curtain is a whole different matter than actually pulling it back and sealing your fate.His moods had been fluctuating wildly for the last week, and even his friends were starting to noticeall two of them. Kevin had become a close acquaintance with anxiety and retreat lately, and it was not sitting well with him.Bens weirdly friendly attitude, the dance, his recent date with Gwen
nothing was translating from his head into reality.Hed never had to worry about this kind of thing before. Girlfriends, boyfriends, one-night standsit didn
Phantasmaphilia -JTHMPhantasmaphilia - to love the creation of one's own mindJTHM, Edgar-centric AUEdgar had wandered through the forest for a good ten minutes before his sensibility broke down and he tumbled to the ground.It was just too much for him. All hed ever asked for was a normal, happy life. But no. By daylight he was harassed and micromanaged, doing a job hed hated for years now (what good did his filing do the world?). By night, he was tortured with dreams of impossible places, like Where the Wild Things Are meets Alice in Wonderland.The tired man curled into a ball on the forest floor, vaguely aware of a shuffling off to his right. It really was a pretty place, for all its wrongness."Are you lost, sir?" someone on his left asked in a high voice, "I say, are you lost?"Wearily, Edgar lifted his head to see a strange fuzzy creature crouched beside him. His head flopped back down."Lost is too small of a word," he bemoaned in a muffled voice. "Nothing ever goes