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Illusion - Part 2 James woke up suddenly. He bolted upright with such vigour he almost fell right out of bed. He felt his forehead. He was perspiring madly. Yet something was amiss… Where was he just then? Logically, it had to have been a dream. But was it? He couldn't quite remember… Momentarily, he was lost in a swirl of confusion, but quickly got himself together. Damn fever, keeping me up at all hours, he thought bitterly. Looking outside his bedroom window, he lamented that he had nothing much to look at, except the dull, lifeless forest nearby. A paved brick road ran through the forest, he knew, and he'd gone exploring several times, b

Shall I Pursue? Shall I pursue that which I have not found; That which, once had, can never be forgot? Not power nor time can block out the sound Or scent or thought of love forever got. Yet in my heart still I do need to ask: Would love, when it does alteration find, Keep thine restorative it blessed bask; Not twisted poison altered in one's mind? Then is love not love which can so be wrought- A constant force to which we do pertain? Such that never can be bought; only sought? Why then, my dreams can I fulfil again. If ere an answer to these thoughts be "nay", Then with me on my grave-bed have this lay.

Illusion - Part 1 "HELP!" Oh God, this can't be happening, thought Jack, panting. His heart was pounding loudly like war drums in his chest as he ran. Desperately he gasped for air as he spared a glance behind him. Every shadow seemed to move, mocking him. The trees arched over him, their colossal roots grabbing for him. Animals made noisy yet eerie squeaks as they scrambled frantically amongst the undergrowth. …Shadows? It was deep into the night, and pitch black. Not even the moon or the stars could be seen through the thick canopy. So how could shadows be cast? Were there even shadows at all? Jack almost stopped in confusion. Then came t

Two For One "ARGH!" Bode Prince roared in anger as he slowly advanced into his home. It had taken a few moments for him to take it all in. It had taken a few moments to realise his home had been ransacked. "Oh…" A softer cry behind him turned him around. Despite the sad features on the beautiful face, he smiled softly. It was that face that had bewitched and enchanted him many months ago. It was that face he had since fallen in love with, it was that face which he now loved and knew so well, and it was that face he was soon going to marry. All the destruction was forgotten as he slowly approached her; the books, sprawled on the floor, the