They call me...

MoonPhoenix Devil
ii belong to the FLAMES of imagination

All stories written are ficitonal unless otherwise stated. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Credits

Design: pKE Code: illusioNATION
Image and music: FF Extreme


Acknowledgements:

To my boyfriend who once taught me that only we know what style our writing should be,
Because others can only guide and not manipulate.

To my english, literature and drama teachers who once taught me the many ways I could improve.

To my littlest cousin who showed me that imagination never fade with growing age.

To all story writers who build my love for reading and writing stories.

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A story's Introduction
Tuesday, September 11, 2007

A smooth hand stroked through her soft hair as she laid staring up towards the moon, she smiled and thanked god for the wonderful life he have given her.


"It's all right, you can let go now, Fyara."

With that, she gave a weak smile as she slowly drift off into complete darkness, never having the chance to see dawn break ever again.


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I was thinking of typing out a story but got stuck at this beginning. I couldn't think of a climax that would be interesting yet uniquely original. Do let me know if you have any idea how this story should go. thanks. =)

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