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Once upon a time, there was a swordswoman. She was the greatest of her time, but she was humble. Her technique was never named, nor did she ever feel the need to name it. She simply practiced and perfected. She was idolized to an extent, held to the highest ideals of the world in an attempt to personify greatness. This was why she grew tired of them.
She did not want greatness. She did not desire true perfection. She simply wanted to do what she loved to do. This was not good enough for the world around her – what goo
in Fantasy on 11/27/06
Heart of the Warriorin deviantID on 5/2/06
Edward Elric: The Art of War 1Edward Elric's First Treatise of War: Expansionism and Recent Military HistoryEdward Elric: The Art of War 1
Idoneus Cantus (choppy translation, but I don't know anyone who knows that much latin): Machinae Supremacy - Through the Looking Glass, Led Zeppelin - The Immigrant Song, Red Alert - Hell's March
War is change. People hate change. People claim, at least, to hate war. Yet war is the one constant that any human can count on. People are paradoxical in that sense.
Now, when I say war is change, I don't mean simply a change from the normal day-to-day life. Any veteran of the Ishbalan War will tell you this. If war were as clinical
in Fan-Fiction on 5/2/06
A Friendly ChallengeThey stood across from each other in the same hangar bay that now held the Asjolfir and Aelfenwyne. Both were in training outfits that allowed for large degrees of movement. Kei had just showered and so his hair was matted against his head. Arianna had untied the ponytail and now her red hair danced freely, going well past her shoulders. There was absolute silence between them; reverent, almost, to some higher being for what they were about to do.A Friendly Challenge
About a yard to the left of Kei's feet was a waxwood pole that would serve him as a staff for this. Gripped loosely in Arianna's right hand was a waxwood training sword. They were forty
in General Fiction on 2/14/06
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If quizzes are quizzical, then what are tests?
I bought some batteries, but they weren't included.
Don't forget, jeebus pwns all!
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Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.
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Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.
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