Mekaresfledgling

Lithuania-what state is that in?

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Toris- The First Time by Mekaresfledgling, literature

The Small Spaces'Happin by Mekaresfledgling, literature

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The Small Spaces'Happin

The Small Spaces “Happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn't know you left open.” His mother always liked using that quote. Victor kicked at a passing tuft of grass. Wrong, wrong, wrong. It was such a useless quote. Just like ‘it’s always darkest before the dawn’. Happiness just didn’t show up out of nowhere. At your most miserable, you’ll just become happy? How stupid. No one in the world was keeping checks on everybody’s happiness. Happiness wouldn’t drop into your lap just because you were miserable. Victor looked up into the gray sky as if expecting a neatly wrapped parcel

Where Waldo Waits by Mekaresfledgling, literature

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Where Waldo Waits

Waldo, heartbroken and hopeless, has gone home. That is completely true, but not complete. To know why Waldo went away is to know a story of love, loss and the hope for redemption. Wilhelm Wilbur Waldorff IV was born to Wilhelm Wilbur Waldorff the First and his wife Willemina on a Wednesday. His two elder brothers, who shared the same name, had taken on the nicknames Will and Wilbur, thus leaving the unusual nickname 'Waldo' for their youngest sibling. Waldo and his family lived in Atlantis. The ocean city was never 'lost', it just could not be found. As much as the two concepts are used together, they are actually direct opposites. Whe

Baby Boy by Mekaresfledgling, literature

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Baby Boy

The purest joy of every race A newborn baby's smiling face Loving parents filled with joy Admiring their Baby Boy Through the years he laughs and plays Sweet smiles through a thousand days And though he casts away his toys He'll always be their Baby Boy The child has grown brave and strong And then he hears the Warrior's Song 'At home I can delay no more Parents dear, I'm off to war' Yet all he finds is loss and pain Where's the glory, where's the fame? All around is only fear No end to his mother's tears A father, broken, hangs his head His Baby Boy, In his arms, dead.

Toris- Sacrifice by Mekaresfledgling, literature

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Toris- Sacrifice

Toris stared out of the window at the winter's night. Knowing sleep would not come; Toris was awake now, watching through the eyes of his people. For days now, they had gathered in hundreds at the government center, the television tower, any place that needed protection. They remained, singing and praying. As the loved ones they left at home held the hope alive of their safe return. The people standing and waiting out there were ordinary. They were fathers and mothers, teenagers barely sprouting the first hints of a beard. And they had gathered without hesitation, to protect him. Everyone knew an attack would soon come from the Soviet Union,

Ivan- Brother by Mekaresfledgling, literature

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Ivan- Brother

Ivan gazed wistfully at the brown, dead petals. Useless. His gloomy thoughts were interrupted by a cheery commotion at the door. Toris had walked in, Ivan's bright and slightly wild neighbor and friend. Ukraine was perched on his shoulders, and Belarus gripped his hand, pulling him down to whisper excitedly in his ear. Toris walked up to Ivan and ruffled the slightly smaller nation's hair. "Sveikas, Vanya!" he said. "Hello, Liet." murmured Ivan. Toris' face grew concerned. "But why so sad little Vanya? Did your sunflowers die again?" Ivan only nodded. "Well then I suppose we shall have to plant new ones, won't we? I'll tell you what. As soo

Ice, Blood, and Power. by Mekaresfledgling, literature

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Ice, Blood, and Power.

"Here you go, Ivan." whispered Toris, holding out the glass bottle. Ivan grasped it and took a large gulp, refusing to look up. "What happened to you? You're…different, not like you once were." Toris was surprised at his own words *shut up, shut up* he thought. *Ivan is going to get angry, I'll get punished, why can't I shut up?!* But the words had begun to flow, and he was powerless to stop them. "I remember when you were small. When you lived here with your sisters. When I would take care of you every now and then. 'Vanya', we called you, 'little Vanya'. You were like any child, smiling and sweet. It was the winter tha

Toris- Faith by Mekaresfledgling, literature

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Toris- Faith

Toris lay back on the grass. He could here the sounds of the other nations, laughing, playing. The sun was warm and bright. If he closed his eyes, it was just like being back in the past, lying in the golden brown fields, the blissful sunlight, the smell of the sweet meadow grass, the old lullabies of the rivers…. His daydreaming was cut off by the cheery voice of Alfred. There was a soft plop as Al sat near Toris on the grass. "Hey buddy!" "Hello Alfred." Toris murmured without opening his eyes. "It's really great to see you again. It's been too long. What's this?" Toris sat up, gazing sadly at the little trinket that hung around

Stubborn Toris by Mekaresfledgling, literature

Ivan's truth by Mekaresfledgling, literature

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Ivan's truth

Toris slowly and carefully stroked the ornate chair with a cloth. Cleaning wasn't very exciting, but it gave him a moment's peace. Going through the familiar actions again and again, it was soothing. And, living with Ivan, he needed whatever comfort he could get. "Toris." Spoke a deep voice that was all too familiar. Toris froze. Speak of the devil…. then again, perhaps Ivan was the devil. A frozen, childlike devil. He was certainly cruel enough. But delving in those thoughts would make him defiant, and defiance was never a wise choice. Defiance brought pain. He had learned that lesson very, very well. "Yes, Ivan?" "I have a task

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Sep 3
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Mekaresfledgling

Aug 16, 2011

Arrogance

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My friends...I have become greedy. and not overnight. I have moved from being excited for every response to being unsatisfied and expecting more. The evolution of my responses: -WHOAH! Someone actually liked it! Thats so amazing! -Wow! its so cool that people like my work -I wonder how everyone will respond to this.. -aaaw I guess my fave streak is over... -Why havent more people answered! why! come on! I am arrogant. and i dont like it. where was the old me that appreciated all that i was given, no matter how much? how have i allowed myself to be so greedy? please dont tell me 'youre not arrogant/ you deserve faves/ anything like that.

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Jan 15, 2011

January 13th

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We had a commemoration today for January 13th. I was mad at myself for not remembering. Its one of those days you know about al your life. But  learned more today. I knew 14 people had died. today i learned their personal stories. You know what really made me mad? the people behind me were laughing. maybe they werent paying attention and were laughing about something else, but at least have a sense of respect. and these werent kindergardeners to young to understand, they were in seventh on 8th grade. and every time a photo would come up, or the video got stuck, theyd laugh. I wanted to smack them. I wanted to scream 'These people DIED! For YO

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Jul 7, 2010

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Ivan-Brother is now online. Enjoy it liet. This was actually written in TWO sittings. *shockface* Might make it a series. Liet:I- dont swear, but my fanfic characters can. If that is hypocrisy, then from what i learned on skype, so are the events of part 37. (which you KNOW i loved.