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johnny5

His hand closed round
Her arm he had found
Roughly she spun around,
Greed in his eyes

Xandria

#26
Screams held at bay
Trembling fears obey
In vain jerking away
She drops the coin.

The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. -Oscar Wilde

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. - Albert Camus


johnny5

Tumbling it falls
They both gasp appalled
To his knees in a crawl
The gold is all

Xandria

Time to change course
And push him with force
Frantic need rushes forth
To keep her prize.
The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. -Oscar Wilde

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. - Albert Camus


johnny5

Powered by fright
Using all her might
Outlined faint in the night
The knife and coin

Xandria

Sensing her chance
She makes an advance
Knife in hand power stance
Grabs for her gold.


The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. -Oscar Wilde

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. - Albert Camus


johnny5

She has his prize
Fear shines in his eyes
Her anger starts to rise
Hate in her soul

Xandria

#32
Trembling conscience
Soft breaths in silence
Seduced by pure vengeance
Her fateful choice.
The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. -Oscar Wilde

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. - Albert Camus


johnny5

I'ts time she fought
How many she thought
Their brief spans lived for naught
Died on his blade

Xandria

All thoughts depart
One lunge at his heart
Sorrow's glance and pain sharp
She holds him tight

The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. -Oscar Wilde

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. - Albert Camus


johnny5

His spirit fades
She matches his gaze
Cold eyes locked in the haze
Watching him die

Xandria

Their thoughts now mesh
His last gasping breath
Her soul stained by his death
Too numb for tears
The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. -Oscar Wilde

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. - Albert Camus


johnny5

What has she lost?
She ponders the cost
Icy tendrils of frost
Harden her soul

Xandria

Guilt she will shun
True justice was done
One last glance she must run
Blood on her hands



The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. -Oscar Wilde

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. - Albert Camus


johnny5

Running so fast
Feet crushing the grass
The coin hers at long last
No one would know

Xandria

All this a dream
Her coin to redeem
No more perils foreseen
She seeks shelter



The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. -Oscar Wilde

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. - Albert Camus


ClockworkShadow

Wow... just wow.  Awesome development guys!

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Softly creeping,
there she was, weeping
and carefully keeping
her secret safe.

Lost in the hall,
mirrors large and small,
she could only crawl
and inch forward.

Everywhere,
she could only stare
into the horrid glare;
blindingly bright.

Without a nickel
truly in a pickle
She was definitely fickle,
she is dirt broke.

This lass would not mope,
always flowing with hope,
finding an envelope,
holding a coin.

Grinning with glee
She does quickly flee
To hide under a tree
Her prize in hand.


For you see, it is gold,
Very shiny, yet so old,
In the palm, icy cold,
It is priceless.

Life had been cruel
Poverty the rule
Now a precious gold jewel
Her fortune changed.

Frozen in time
like an old weathered dime
she searched for a rhyme
for her story untold.

her life could change
such things to arrange
still it seemed rather strange
who left it here?

There was no mark
just one smudge quite dark
on white envelope stark
so none can say.

Smudge like dried blood,
or a splash from mud;
the thought makes her heart thud.
Speculate

Slight tinge of red
someone may be dead
that thought filled her with dread
fear now takes hold.

what pain endured,
violence assured,
her soul though was allured,
glittering gold

Such a treasure
gives her much pleasure
value beyond measure
well worth the risk.

hidden away,
nobody could say,
suspicion shed allay,
the gold was hers

One thief sulking
Silently skulking
A large brute quite hulking
She must beware.

It was somewhere,
His treasure so fair,
He had planned with such care,
But where's the gold

Just one sweet taste
Of fortune make haste
There is no time to waste
It must be found.

A noise ahead,
She heard a soft tread,
Her heart pounded in dread,
Someone was there

His movement slight,
She's breathless from fright,
Utter darkness of night,
Footsteps behind.

Fear swirls around
How hard her heart pounds
A crescendoing sound
She has to flee

Chill of knowing,
Her anguish growing,
Flash of metal showing,
In beam of light.

The blade through air,
Misses by a hair,
Jumps away from danger,
Flight is the way.

Fleeing the knife
Her heart filled with strife
Running fast for her life
Lost in her fear

His prey now caged
He follows enraged
A predator engaged
Thrill of the hunt.

His hand closed round
Her arm he had found
Roughly she spun around,
Greed in his eyes

Screams held at bay
Trembling fears obey
In vain jerking away
She drops the coin.

Tumbling it falls
They both gasp appalled
To his knees in a crawl
The gold is all

Time to change course
And push him with force
Frantic need rushes forth
To keep her prize.

Powered by fright
Using all her might
Outlined faint in the night
The knife and coin

Sensing her chance
She makes an advance
Knife in hand power stance
Grabs for her gold.

She has his prize
Fear shines in his eyes
Her anger starts to rise
Hate in her soul

Trembling conscience
Soft breaths in silence
Seduced by pure vengeance
Her fateful choice.

I'ts time she fought
How many she thought
Their brief spans lived for naught
Died on his blade

All thoughts depart
One lunge at his heart
Sorrow's glance and pain sharp
She holds him tight

His spirit fades
She matches his gaze
Cold eyes locked in the haze
Watching him die

Their thoughts now mesh
His last gasping breath
Her soul stained by his death
Too numb for tears

What has she lost?
She ponders the cost
Icy tendrils of frost
Harden her soul

Guilt she will shun
True justice was done
One last glance she must run
Blood on her hands

Running so fast
Feet crushing the grass
The coin hers at long last
No one would know

All this a dream
Her coin to redeem
No more perils foreseen
She seeks shelter

And, somewhere behind,
gloved hands reach to find
the lifeless body enshrined
in the gutter.

Scratching the ear,
of faithful hound near,
he ponders on the fear
on the dead man's face.


A/A

^ zee-oh-em-gee, it has an update ^
I am back... sort of.  I'm trying, anyway.
o_O

johnny5

The hound sniffs round
A trail he has found
He takes off with a bound
The chase is on

ClockworkShadow

Quote
And, somewhere behind,
gloved hands reach to find
the lifeless body enshrined
in the gutter.

Scratching the ear,
of faithful hound near,
he ponders on the fear
on the dead man's face.

The hound sniffs round
A trail he has found
He takes off with a bound
The chase is on

Badge flashes bright:
pinned on chest, plain sight,
and he grips beatstick tight;
jaw grimly set.


A/A

^ zee-oh-em-gee, it has an update ^
I am back... sort of.  I'm trying, anyway.
o_O

Xandria

A faint red print
On blades silver glint
His eyes narrow to squint
A priceless clue.
The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. -Oscar Wilde

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. - Albert Camus


ClockworkShadow

Small fingers fought
with large ones; each sought
for control.  This gross plot
coagulates.


A/A

^ zee-oh-em-gee, it has an update ^
I am back... sort of.  I'm trying, anyway.
o_O

Xandria

She hears a howl
Police on the prowl
For this murder most foul
Panic stricken.
The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. -Oscar Wilde

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. - Albert Camus


ClockworkShadow

Like Sherlock Holmes,
in the famous tomes,
the Law and his dog combs
rain-slicked alleys.


A/A

^ zee-oh-em-gee, it has an update ^
I am back... sort of.  I'm trying, anyway.
o_O

Xandria

Mind most acute
Relentless pursuit
Do they search for a brute?
Puzzle solving.
The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. -Oscar Wilde

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question. - Albert Camus


johnny5

Senses focused
A trail in the dust
His face darkens perplexed
Prints are too small