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Traveler - 3 - Caught by Avven, literature

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Traveler - 3 - Caught

He went to open the door now. The book was just on the other side. He could feel it pulsating. His magic had diminished the seal's strength, but not destroyed it. It would take a bit longer, but he could get closer and examine it fully. He wasn't fluent in ancient scribbles, but he knew some. There wasn't enough on the ruins or the first entrance to get a solid analysis, but this one was intact. There were odd temperatures in the wood. Hot from the fire, cold from the ice. It didn't make a difference, seeing as he wanted to examine the details more then the weird happenings of his magic. This was not a time to worry about that. He looked th

Traveler - 2 - Temple by Avven, literature

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Traveler - 2 - Temple

The traveler moved past the door way, into the depths of the darkness. There was a difference between the dark and the night, most of which he hadn't thought about until he had come this far. Night had the moon, but in the dark, you were on your own. The silence was eerie. He felt his staff. The ashwood was warm thanks to his earlier flare up. The indentions provided wells that his fingers fell into and held the same kind of power as the ruins, just in a more practical application like wear. It would be a pain if your favorite staff broke in the middle of a grand journey. His hand moved from the indentions to the the head. This part was the

Preview - Traveler by Avven, literature

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Preview - Traveler

He was a fragment, floating through the mist like a slithering eel through a coral reef. His dark robes weighed heavily on him. He leaned on his staff as he shifted onto the next step. He eyed the ruins and took another step. They held much power. They had been crafted with odd magics in them. Some conjured the fog while others were made to disorientate any simple passerby. He stepped by them without giving them a second glance. He was so close to his goal, he didn't want to get side tracked by the distractions of architecture and child's magic. His final step let out into the courtyard. It was in more of a shamble then he expected. Four hun

Preview -- Seth by Avven, literature

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Preview -- Seth

Seth sat on the cold, dank bed and felt the cold wind blow in from his window. He looked at that brick. It was a stone; the last of his humanity was focused on this one thing. He strained his tattered muscles as he sat up. He cradled his head in his hands. There were tears. They weren't tears of anguish, but tears of remorse. Seth knew that he had become only a fragment of the man he once was. His breaths were short between his echoing sobs. Pity. There were scratches on the wall. Day markers. Nail scratchings. File marks. There were so many surrounding him. They were on the walls, floor, on the little bits of the ceiling that he had been a

Strange Songs by Avven, literature

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Strange Songs

That sad song. When you looked at me, saw me looking to the ground, it's what I was doing. It was playing in my head, over and over. That beat. Those sad foot notes that rang every hour. I was listening to that sad song play. You talk, I smile, make that sad song fly away. Its nice not hearing it, nice to not have it on your mind. But you can't stay forever. A hug, pat on the back, always good bye. That sad song always plays a little louder afterwords. Its turned into a rifle. A shot. A shot. Another shot. Shots that are dosed. Shots that need to be dosed. Shots for pain. Shots for regret. Shots for you keep ringing through my chest. Him.

Weight by Avven, literature

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Weight

Steven looked at himself in the mirror. He felt the eyes of so many others on him, just as his own stared with judgment. Fat. It was all that he could see--all that anyone else could see. He felt dirty, like nobody else cared or wanted or loved him. He was an alien in his own body. That fat, was killing him, physically and mentally. Annabella looked at herself in the mirror. She was disgusted with herself. How could this putrid thing, this fat, take her and become all that she thought about? She felt so alien in her own body. It was a disease. It was going to kill her too. Victor. Victor wasn't fat. He was himself in every way, but consider

Real to me by Avven, literature

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Real to me

I mumbled a off-handed curse as clicked that text box, "Would you like to save your work?" I always got so frustrated when I tried to push myself to write. It was all a process of creating a good piece: spend a few hours working on it, end up deleting it, and then write it grander then ever. I can't help but to remember back when I was newer to the arts; that was when I didn't care about how others perceived my work. It was always so fun to create tales and pass them around so others could read and enjoy, but the arts were practically forsaken in my current environment. Life always has a way to shit on a good situation. I sighed, placing my

Honor Bound by Avven, literature

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Honor Bound

My hands were sweaty, scrambling around my body and itching at every little sensation. The pencil was almost as fast. Eyes were the same. The time stretched on, eroded into single moments. I was desperate. Utterly desperate. Testing. Simple, sweet, even got a review for the thing. Laziness is a disease, can cripple you even more so. My neighbor, a stout kid, little younger then myself, was just as jittery as I was. He was not nervous; he had studied like he should have. My eyes glued to his paper as he moved his weight. Behind me, I could hear Micah cough. It was not the average one, but the "keep your eyes off him," one. Being friends for s

Love Lost by Avven, literature

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Love Lost

Evan and Mary. A loving couple, decrepit as could be; their skin sagged, their bones frail, but their demeanor tempered by their lasting affair. 54 years. Years that were strong and lasted into the night, but others that were heavy and filled with despair. There were moments of inexplicable joy for them. Children born, grown, more born, more grown. But, as with all life, there is also an ever lingering truth. Evan and Mary stepped out of their family owned convenient store, shutting off the lights and locking the door. They smiled at each other, grabbing onto the others hand. The night covered the streets and alleys of their corner store. Th

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Behind the Literature by Modern-Maenad, literature

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Behind the Literature

There's a build up of intense inspiration that empties almost as quickly as it fills. It flows smoothly and rapidly, like any well set river after sever rainfalls. The idea is barely born before it is cemented and forgotten in the submissions the creator has. The Muses do their work on the creator. They torment and plague until the creator bends to their will and pulls up that "Submit Art" page, pulls up the "Add Text..." box. Under constant distraction from the world around her, yet the computer screen being the only point in the world that matters. No disaster could tear her from the clear, 17 inch, Hi-def screen. The box looks so small c

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June 25
United States
Deviant for 13 years
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Ah, I really love this photo. Tiffany did such a wonderful job.

So, you want to know about me?! Little me? You're going to make me blush. ^///^

I'm a summer guy; love a warm day, going swimming, and a nice pair of flip flops that aren't inhabited by crusty feet (not blaming people, but you should take care of that). I love to write short stories personally, but I have helped my friend write a little novel. We didn't finish it, but our other close friend took it and ran the NaNoWriMo with it. He completed it too, but is still putting it into production and such.

I've just recently touched down into Photoshop, and have already fallen in love with it. It's a lot of fun, but I don't know how to do a lot with it. :p

So, Start your watching! It's only going to get better when you sit down to actually talk to me. :D

deviantWEAR sizing preference: M shirts, 32 Waist
Print preference: None at all
Favourite genre of music: Rock/Alternative
Operating System: Windows
Wallpaper of choice: My own
Personal Quote: "If at first you don't succeed, failure may be your style."

Favourite Movies

V For Vendetta, Kingdom of Heave, and Top Gun

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Skillet

Favourite Games

Most of them

Favourite Gaming Platform

Computer.

Tools of the Trade

Photoshop

Other Interests

Parkour, swimming, ART, tennis

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Avven

May 30, 2010

A little lost. @.@

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Well, for those of you who read this, I hope you realize that I've not been on much, minus those few minutes that I've been checking my messages. Anyway, don't think that I've forgotten about you! With Graduation around the corner, Finals coming up in school, and family arriving at my house, it's a bit hard to work on art. :( So, now that I've got a few minutes to myself, I'll have to work on something extra special.

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Avven

May 21, 2010

Arrival or Revival?

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Hello everybody, Welcome to my little corner of the internet. Well, one of them. Seeing as I've just started, I'll put a little smidge of my my work up. Hope you like it; It's only going to get better. This might seem really short, and it is, but I do it to build anticipation. ;)

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Yumie-girl

Nov 3, 2010

♥ Give ♥ This♥ To ♥The ♥ Twelve ♥ Most ♥ Smart, ♥ Funny, ♥ Most ♥ Wonderful ♥ Friends ♥ You ♥ Know ♥ If♥ You ♥ Get ♥ Five ♥ Of ♥ This♥ Back ♥ You ♥Must ♥ Have ♥ A ♥ Beautiful♥ Personality ♥
And♥I'm ♥ Posting ♥ This ♥ On ♥ Your ♥ Wall ♥ Cuz ♥ I ♥Think ♥ You're ♥One ♥ Of ♥ The ♥ Most ♥ Smart♥ Funny ♥ And ♥ Wonderful ♥Of ♥ My ♥ Life

Michaella-Designs

Aug 1, 2010

Thanks for the favourite!

... ps i love your deviant ID

_{Thank you,}

thank you again for your compliments on my pictures. I was just reading your info and saw that your favourite band is Skillet. All I have to say to that is that we are going to get along great because I must agree, they are truely amazing!! lol sorry, i know I'm a tad bit weird, but I had to point it out.

Avven

Jul 8, 2010

I don't think you're weird at all given this site. Skillet is what I write to a lot, actually, so I'm glad you like it too. And by the way, thanks for all of the faves.

Some are changing, actually. I'll post a journal when it's all done with the critique, though.

Heh, I have a feelin' we're going to be friends.

Kiari501

Jul 8, 2010

no problem, you are a fantastic writter. And i agree, I think we will get alone great

Avven

Jul 8, 2010

Hah

too kind.

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