Screen Name: FadedServility
Note: I also have an account at fictionpress under Faded Servility as well.
There is much pain that is quite noiseless; and vibrations that make human agonies are often a mere whisper in the roar of hurrying existence. There are glances of hatred that stab and raise no cry of murder; robberies that leave man or woman for ever beggared of peace and joy, yet kept secret by the sufferer --committed to no sound except that of low moans in the night, seen in no writing except that made on the face by the slow months of suppressed anguish and early morning tears. Many an inherited sorrow that has marred a life has been breathed into no human ear.
Story Status
Moonlight Sorrow: On Hold
The Little Things: On Hold
What If: On Hold
Your Knight In Blood-Stained Armor: Complete
The rest are poems which are complete and not to be continued.
Another Note: I doubt if anyone has read these recently, and if you have I appologize profusely. I've been trying to come up with another chapter for them, but if you stop for too long on any one thing it seems impossible to remember your original intent. I've not yet given up completely mind you, and perhaps as school starts again I'll work on these or something else, goodness knows I need to.
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