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Levy sighed for what felt like, and probably was, the millionth time that day. She lifted her head from her old book, its pages yellowed and wrinkled with age, and looked out the window. The large, fluffy clouds that had masked the blue sky all day were finally releasing fat flakes of snow that were now collecting on the ground, but not yet covering it. Levy snuggled down farther into the corner of her couch, the only surface in her cramped apartment that was not covered in books. Today was February the fourteenth. Valentine's Day. Levy had gone to the guild, just like any other day, in high spirits, giddy with excitement for the day. All th

Alex had his hands in his pockets as he walked along. The dirt beneath his feet was black and infertile with many cracks full of lava rivers and ravines. The smell of brimstone hung in the burning dry air and the sound of agonized screeching was inescapable. Demons similar to Alex flew up above on flaming wings and fought each other for no reason. Alex didn't join in these activities, he had no desire to fight or fly, despite the demonic wings folded on his back. His pointed tail flicked lazily back and forth in time with every footstep. How did Alex end up in hell? He couldn't tell you. He remembered nothing of his old life, though he was c

"Booker, are you ready to start?" Elizabeth asked quietly, peeping out between the curtains at the gathered mass. She glanced back at Booker who was taking his place at the edge of their so called stage, resting his guitar on his lap. "Yeah," he muttered, strumming his instrument lightly. Elizabeth smiled and went to work pulling the curtains back. There was polite applause as the two on stage were revealed. She took a deep breathe, feeling the wind gently run its fingers through her hair. They had picked an excellent spot to set up. Tall yellow grass stretched across a meadow just outside of town with the occasional tree that broke forth,

Frozen creeks lead to warm meetings You quietly walk along the snow covered path. December has just begun and the first signs of snow have arrived. So far only a light dusting has made it to the ground, but it's cold enough to freeze hell over. Of course you thought this was a perfect time to go on a walk in the park. You always did like walks in nature. Especially when it was so beautiful outside. The dead trees, their leaves fallen long ago, and their branches covered in snow and frost, looked beautiful all clumped together to form an orderly replica of nature. You hunch your shoulders and bury your face in the scarf around your neck. It