The room was black, as black as his past. He sat there alone, in his black Victorian-chair, accompanied only by his books. He had no friends, for he t
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The room was black, as black as my past. The memories was dark, glancing in a blast, from an old clock rack. _ It was on that grass,
The room was black, as black as his past. He sat there alone, in his black-Victorian chair, accompanied only by his books. He had no friends, for he t
The stone-shaped man answer her question gently, "We were going to a place called Mayhem-Factory!" said stone-shaped man gladly. Che liked to wa
Her name was Che. Che was nothing but an ordinary good-girl; she always slept at ten o'clock and never forgot to brush her teeth. She studied diligent
