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Bonus Scene: Barney's Death (Losing a Friend)(A/N: Bonus scene! Was gonna be short but my typing said otherwise... I feel like I butchered this... but I've never really wrote someone... turning before. So hey, practice for me! This is completely original as its my idea of what happened in the time between Barney dropping his crossbow to the time the group finds him... turned. Enjoy it!)Bonus Scene: Barney's Death (Losing a Friend) by EvilVixen05
(A/N: Bonus scene! Was gonna be short but my typing said otherwise... I feel like I butchered this... but I've never really wrote someone... turning before. So hey, practice for me! Enjoy it!)
He coughed, his throat raw from screaming, it hurt to breathe but he had to... it was so hard too feed his lungs. When would it stop? Pain sliced and clawed through him, making him feel like he was being torn apart, yanked around in the hands of Walkers fighting over his body. And he burned, barely registering that was the odd sensation he felt earlier, a slow burn that seemed to boil his organs.
The Crafting Dead Ep. 10 NovelizationA/N: I'm completely late in seeing this series but my fucking god I love it! Now so far I've only seen the episodes on Sky's channel, being curious of the Crafting Dead series (I am a TWD fan) and to my delight, I really loved it and continued to watch all ten of them. And when I came to the last one... I... I actually cried at this episode. I was so shocked and sadden by the twist and felt actual anger towards Ross' deceit and betrayal (his role in the RP not the actual guy, 'kay? He makes for a very good villian actually, along with Red) for what he had done. And the last episode did it for me, I HAD to write a kind of novelization of part of the episode. The reason for that is because it had more of an emotional impact to everyone and the characters involved. (Plus, makes for a great practice to write emotional scenes, which I do need to work on.)The Crafting Dead Ep. 10 Novelization by EvilVixen05
So... yeah, enjoy the novelization! Will I write more? I'm not quite sure, I want to but at the same time its a huge task to un
A Splash Of Paint“Watch it!”A Splash Of Paint by Hinode-Of-The-Dawn
Jund looked down at his feet with slight irritation, watching as his much smaller friend grinned up at him sheepishly, clutching a small paintbrush between his arms. He moved off to the side while Jund smiled, bending down and dipping his larger paintbrush into the pot of blue paint that hung on the side of the ladder before standing again, coating some of the wall in the vibrant shade. Cry raised his brush, stroking it across the wall. He smiled as the small form of a flower came to life before him, standing out against the blue landscape.
“It looks nice” Jund said, making Cry smile. A grin split across his lips as an idea came to life in his mind. Shuffling over slightly, he began to paint more flowers stemming off from his first. It made Jund chuckle to see the enthusiasm he poured into it. “Be careful” He warned, returning his gaze back to the blue wall and continuing to paint.
Cry’s brows were nar
Human TouchThe sun blazed in the sky, filling the summer air with warmth. The air was thick, humidity from recent rains and the ball of unrelenting gas burning above mixing poorly, much to the annoyance of the populace. Cry sat on the jetty, rod in his hands and cold drink in the arm of his chair as his cooler sat beside him, filled with food and drinks while his feet resided in his empty fish bucket. He bobbed the rod idly in hopes of attracting something when he felt a slight weight on the end of his rod. Excitement sparked in him as he hastily reeled in the line, the joy fading as he realized it was a large clump of seaweed.Human Touch by Hinode-Of-The-Dawn
“That sucks” He mumbled, pulling the line closer and removing it from the hook. Tossing the lump away, he put some more bait on his hook, watching the grubs squirm before pulling the rod back and casting it. The wind whistled through the eyes that kept the line in place as the hook slid into the water silently, sinking down until the float halted the descent.
I Miss You [A PewdieCry]Listen to this song while reading: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yRJ_DuXP6IMI Miss You [A PewdieCry] by ShadowedLove97
"I miss you." Ryan's pencil danced along the paper, the graphite weaving and looping in a cursive script. "I haven't stopped thinking about you since the day you moved." A pause in the movement as he reconsidered his thoughts. The pencil flipped in his fingers and the soft, pink eraser tip tapping the lined paper gently. "It's funny because I haven't even received a letter from you in a while, and yet I'm still writing." Something warm escaped his blue eyes, it trailing down his cheek swiftly. He raised a hand and brushed away the warm liquid; they were tears? "Why haven't you replied to my last message? Do you not want to meet up again?" He bit his lip, an old wound making itself present in his heavy heart once more. "Felix, remember when we were kids and we promised that we'd never stop loving each other? I want you to prove that you're going to keep that promise. Plea
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I know many are waiting for my Cry fics but I gotta block on them so right now I'm using Crafting Dead as a way to clear it out. I hope you understand.
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