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Title: Persons Prices

Rating: K

Genre: Angst / Comfort

Fandom: Naruto
Claim: Gaara / Matsuri

Words: 400

Based on: Competition

Persons Prices

-Gaara is just a competition, I try to calm Temari, fearing the worst - she is your student, let him be more confident.

"She accepted my existence - answered curtly, separating from the wall while the sand was around its orbit.

was a few tense minutes in which to hit a few bumps Matsuri more. Gaara suddenly became incorporated, separating from the pair

Planets With A 10 Inch Dobsonian

Title: From within the city

Rating: K
Genre: Angst / Comfort
Fandom: Original
Words: 535
Based on: based on Weekly Challenge: http://arvenia.deviantart.com/art/Pollution-vs-Nature-62741550

From within the city
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blue sky, open and completely clear terrified him.

What was that? Not coming to buyder. Nor would I know if that was real intense color. Maybe a chemist had created a fireplace.

He studied cautiously. There seemed no clouds there, maybe it was just an optical illusion, something that science could explain if he was wanted in his personal machine.

The air was intoxicating. Every breath she felt her lungs opened up more than usual, too light, and its aroma was reminiscent of the vegetable garden he planted his grandmother when he was a child. As hated as she hated to think that these plants are more important than Television or new juego of Play Station 2, which had given her for her birthday. Aroma of wet earth that brought him remember that annoying, so clear it seemed impossible.

Tickling felt fine wet and on your feet. He lowered his eyes in horror, he was barefoot, and their feet smeared with mud foul while he brushed the grass. I was almost sure to see the germs that were there, including hideous insects he saw. But he had plenty of time to complain about it, since she discovered her new dress.

Someone had changed that dress anatomically created and designed by a paddled simple white shroud seen more than anything else. CHT

Scoring MLXC quickly search for your cell phone, he would say exactly where he was and that pressing a button will communicate only with Estafita, his ever efficient secretary. She planned to send a rescue vehicle, along with a change of clothes. But found nothing, not even your wallet. Perhaps he had been robbed and had given a hallucinogen.

shivered violently taking the forearms to maintain body heat, when a breeze was attacked from behind. The cold was not the only thing that brought air travel. A sweet perfume stranger rodeo almost instantly. It smelled like honey industries biogenetically treated Rekrap & Co. bought inWithout giving any chance for help. Lost

stability to be beaten by a strong wind while rotating on itself, the landscape was divided in half before falling, his world on your right, this strange world to the left.

could only ask one last thing before falling and losing consciousness.

- What place is this?

Whats Kates Real Name From Kates Playground Nature vs Polution III

LXC morning was gray and stormy in my boring life. It was late for work, and began to feel the consequences of a sleepless night he had spent completing the paperwork that I had asked my boss. The bitter taste of coffee that had taken just a few minutes ago I burned my throat. I was playing my job, as usual.

The three posts did not bring any good news. Never did, but not yet lost hope that one did.

I went downstairs to the subway verticalginosamente, with the feeling of falling and rolling at any time. Just in time to see how my subway was crowded and was left an empty platform.

I collapsed in the first bank that I saw, cursing not having a mp3 to hang.

- Your smile must be very pretty.

The phrase was directed at me, I knew it because the black-haired girl looked at me talkingple do not know what it is to live, the cities are so strange!

I caught it in his voice as sweet and full of innocence, but must be something bigger than me. Insurance, although its appearance and carefree jet beard gave him a strange image much younger than mine.

-free air is required, all human beings need green grass, flowers, contact with nature and keep up. This rhythm that you carry in cities is too rough, you only live once ... CHT

Pedal Boat For Sale 2 Seater Nature vs Polution II

Title: Aaron
Summary:

Rating: K

Genre: General / Friendship

Fandom: Original

Claim: Aaron

Words:
Based on 535: Weekly Challenge based on: http://arvenia.deviantart.com/art/Pollution-vs-Nature-62741550

Aaron

Lying in the grass, happy in their little prairie in Cordoba where his family raised him since birth. The large and pure blue sky envelops you and you can see the fluffy clouds stroll lazily as the sun stained with the magical changes of daylight. The distant mountains are nothing more than your home about.

The old house where he knows that his father is preparing a roast like every Sunday, fanning the embers while his mother helps him prepare the garnishes. You can almost hear the lively voice of her younger sister ran to him to wake him from his reverie. With her long black hair in the sun like a little angel wearing daisies in her hands. Although he did not describe it as such, could not deny that for any other that pudiera look, with dark, intense eyes that leave you speechless and that mischievous smile and innocent.

But she never gets to wake up. Daisies frolic among the emerald sea, while the solitary breeze cool morning the hammock.

same fresh air in and out of your lungs in rhythmic breathing. Most seemed unaware that this was just a dream. Deliberately moved the stick in his mouth savoringfor himself the purity that surrounded him, the nature of their land.

An intoxicating aroma invades their memories, the grin on his lips show their discontent, this is what he does not want to feel. The sun king no longer caress, no longer feel its rays over the copper skin.

undertakes to display on your forearms, not knowing what they find, the aroma does not belong there, did not fit with their memories. CH TMLXC

The storm clouds are tinged with darkness, the same color as the breeze that now goes to his beloved.

The city rose before his eyes rapidly, like an endless maze of buildings and streets, losing the silence in the noise. He could not escape anywhere.

-Aaron "I callmod time someone shook him.

got up abruptly from the dark wooden desk where he was, blinking several times as the sound of youthful voices banks and formed a around, trying to remember where it was found. The black board on which data were drawn from history to be memorized. The old professor Guzmán firmly hitting the papers on his desk while students rose from their seats carrying books, with evident satisfaction that the class was complete. XC

"As in all history classes, Aaron," she recalled this, laughing. Do not worry, I'll spend tonight.

His partner taking up his things and he did the same, leaving the classroom and leaving behind the dark vision that disturbed him.

really missed home. CHTMLX

Is Scorpio Interested Nature vs Polution

Title: Table

Rating: K

Genre: Angst / comfort

Fandom: Original

Words:
Based on 535: Weekly Challenge based on: http : / / arvenia.deviantart.com / a The fine bristle brush drums through your fingers quickly against the arm of the wooden chair where I watch shrunk between the shadowy scope of your workshop, full of your most important works. The place was a factory in the boom of the industrial revolution in the country, abandoned for years between the concrete cemetery has become the neighborhood. It seems ironic repeated green tone of your work, so alive and natural, like you're trying to revive what they have crushed.

dark Your eyes wander about your last painting again this methodical pounding outside or diminutas green spots that dot after each impact

cyan The intense shining with dementia, almost impossible to believe the brilliance they receive your pupils. Yearn to imitate the sky has rarely been seen in reality, between those clouds, full of pollution. Those that are usual for you, with which you are each time came round some of the ups and small rectangular windows. From there the first thing I saw were the tall chimneys, now dead had been busy dyeing their current skies gray.

CHT, Spreading the gray floor, was the exact mirror image of the painting, with the meadow facing the city.

's when you discover something you had not understood before, that figure with black hair yourself you were watching your dreams and nightmares. You lived in this nightmare. It was time to do something to live in a dream.

Throw the brush and you left the place, and know with whom you should go talk to them.

Long Island Cruising Spots

Title: His faith

Rating: K

Genre: Friendship

Fandom: Pita-ten

Claim: Misha

Words:
Based on 145: Weekly Challenge based on: "Religion"

Your Faith

has always his only dream was to become an angel, like her older sister. And it had passed all the tests including the land.

was awkward, many said it could not be an angel, even Kotaro, your neighbor

Ford Probe 1989 Dashboard Religion II

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Friendship / Parody Fandom: My Scene
Claim: Chelsea

Words: 237 Based on: week challenge based on "religion"

San Offer

was completely still on the computer, your eyes went and came side by side in each paragraph, while scoring his side laythe full of bright blue virote ready to record any concept that will serve for that job.

Churro, the little Chihuahua slept on his pillow next to the room next to the mannequin, sewing machine and a stack of folded pieces of fabric.

- Still not ready to go shopping, Chelsea? - She looked at her green eyes to her cousin who had come Delancy suddenly the room.

- Not yet finished with the proj

After Hour Beer Service I Challenge Religion

Title: Church
Summary: She seeks an answer to their own questions.

Rating: T

Genre: AGNS / comfort

Fandom: Teen Titans

Claim: Raven

Words: 300
Based on: week challenge based on "religion"

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Church

The church stood on its head by drawing the dark contours of the neo-Gothic architecture that characterized. Being in front of her that had not been surprised that it was chosen by his father to build a bloody church. Accommodate his cloak again, did not know whether to trust that feeling that it was empty and besides the trauma experienced by her mother even seemed to tear the soul, despite the time elapsed.

Miro to observe the dark wood doors, laying his hand on the marbled surface before applying force it to open its energy on it. l, wooden benches remained intact, but visibly fragile, the street light filtering through the colorful and rare crystals that remained standing.

His eyes looked towards all sides, had come to find something here, something to tell him about herself, something else to help her define her own position in that world. If it was a demon. Whether it was worthwhile to continue fighting against what it was still sleeping, waiting for his weakness.

Your answer more to return again and again, was not there, and knew Raven.

Brazilian Soap Opera A Favorita

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High boy, a few years older, somewhat disheveled brown hair, watched as he extended sleeves worn dark blue sweater.
- What you are reading now? - Question about it.

"You do not want Victor said closing the book and looking up finally.

were atGillen more in the courtyard, a tall, like his brother, brown hair and gray eyes. The young man's shirt, tie and vest fabric would watch it. And she could not take his eyes off him.

"She is my sister," Now remember Ivan? Iris.

- Ah! Hi Iris, "said extending his hand.

She replied, somewhat confused by the formal gesture. The moment his hands together lasted an eternity in your head, touch something rude of him, in contrast to lto finesse it. The force with which the close seemed to send an electric current through his whole nervous system totally ineffective. Suddenly there was the patio, or his brother, only two of them, in a homogeneous universe of bright colors.

now recognize him, was a classmate of his brother, had never seen him up close, the few times she approached him at the institute, was to fight for something.

"Man, you're too formal," I mutter something annoying Victor taking the mate, while his friend shruggedto shoulder some just-this cold.

"It's the usual.

was several moments of silence until the girl shrugged taking the seat arms, uncovered, while the cold shiver which fell into account now.

-Go get a coat Iris, before Mom challenges you, "he said taking the kettle by the handle," Ivan, you want mate? I'm going to make hot water, there is still dinner-ended turning to the kitchen.

She immediately got up, kept his eyes fixed on him, leaving the book and accommodating awkwardly wearing black T-shirt on the bell lap cream.

Without improving the skills of their feet ran up the stairs black iron filigree end of the courtyard, not looking back quickly climbed the stairs. Only when he was at the top, were encouraged to look again, Ivan and not watched, but was sitting in his place, drawing with index finger golden lines that drew the title of the book "The Divine Comedy"

came into her room and feeling something stirred in her cheeks burning, her heart beating hard and fast, letting out a long sigh as he dropped onto the bed. In his, nothing normal, fifteen years, never felt anything like it, not even magic could resemble what had been recently.