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OC info: The Wanderer
Name: The Wanderer
Age: Unknown
Height: 6'6"
Race: Human
Nationality: None (white)
Relatives: Unknown
Style: Wears a crimson hooded cloak, camouflage nylon clothes underneath, hiking boots
Significant body markings: Right arm replaced by mechanical arm with normal human strength, small scar going over left eyelid, right eye is forest green, left eye is cobalt blue
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Weapons: Damascus Steel Great sword, steel dagger on a small chain (50 foot)
Powers/Abilities: Can lift 350 lbs with both arms, Great sword wielding master, knife throwing master
Weaknesses: A little slower than average run (mainly due to the sword
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november14th.
i never had an actual birthday where i could sit back and reflect on what the world has given me thus far. i've never had the teenager-themed "surprise parties" and the traditional gift-giving, pinata-hitting, pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey slash spinthebottle games that dash away reality for the given special day. sunsets and silhouette dreams that smash reality into confetti and funfetti-half ass made birthday cake with the number of ages presented into falling-apart icing. i never understood why society would celebrate a passing year when ultimately the person is getting closer to growing into obligations of responsibilities.
but for mothers
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The Letter
Of me it always gets the better
A reminder of what you once were
It will stick to me no what what will occur
A piece of parper with so much meaning
A memory of the smile beaming
The memories tend to flow
It will always be a comfort to know
The degree of happiness that came
Of how you took my heart to claim
You may be distant from my heart
But the paper gives my day a start
The words you wrote are slowly fading
My mind is always one you're raiding
The moonlilght still shines below
Gleaming memories from a freshly fallen snow
The summer nights still remind me of the night
When your smile pierced through with an angel's light
No matter how
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I love how quickly Jacob told on Greenie lol. Poor Evie...and reader of course.