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Sleepless NightsEver since he left, I've been a mess.
Why can't I sleep?


Something about it just doesn't make sense.
Maybe if I turn over....


Where did he go?
How about some earplugs?


Why did he go?
Maybe if I ate something....


He never acted like anything was wrong....
Warm milk might help.


Maybe it was something I said.
A couple extra blankets....


But I was so careful to be nice....
Softer pajamas....


I bet he met someone else.
Maybe if I watched some TV....


She's probably gorgeous.
Read a few chapters of a book....


If only I was prettier....
Ooh, this is too scary.


But he always said I was so beautiful....
Perhaps a magazine....


He must have been lying.
This isn't helping.


Should I call him?
Maybe some music....


No; that would be awkward.
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12.20.2012I walk along an empty street;
Everyone is hiding.
It can't be true that the world is ending-
Or is it?
Confused, I take another left-
Still, no one there.
I let out a sigh and watch my breath gather.
The cold is eating me alive.
The crunching of my boots on the sparkling snow-
The only sound to be heard.
A bustling city turned into a ghost town,
All because of some ancient quacks?
But then a voice, muffled by wind.
"Save yourself!"
My eyes move on from him.
I was never one to humor the crazy.
"Get a job; you're gonna wish you had one,
When the world DOESN'T end."
He yells unprintable words, flailing violently.
His words don't faze me.
The world can't end yet,
I don't want to be alone.
If ever my secret gift failed me,
I don't know what I'd do.
Three wishes in return for a good deed,
Almost, but not quite.
When asked one thing that I could wish for,
I wished I'd never die. Third Hero    The first, second, then third- myself. Always compared to those before me; "Arisu, why can't you be strong like your father, brave like your brother?" Sometimes I swore the Elders hated me. I get an idea, they turn it down. I formulate a strategy, there's a better way to enact it. I tend to be right about battle matters eighty percent of the time, but, because of the other twenty, I am ignored. 
    "Think like Masahiko." How, pray tell, do I think like a dead man? Especially one who never cared to give me the time of day, even whilst he was alive? "Fury isn't becoming on a leader.", they scold towards my enraged face. "Well, if you're so smart," I mutter to myself, "then why am I the Hero?"
    I know the answer to my question, of course; it is because Masahiko my brother was the rightful heir, he being older than I, but his death and lack of successor put me in his place. It is not traditional, of course, that a woman would be Hero, even if






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Princess of the BlackPRINCESS OF THE BLACK
By John Paul Dodds
Alicia shivered in the autumn cold.  Like the other two she wore her best dress; the one she expected to get married in.  
She tried to avoid looking at the crowd that had gathered in the village square to watch and especially avoiding the rather nervous eye of her father, who was there with the cartload of timber.  Timber he should have already sold by this time of day if they hoped to eat properly tomorrow.  She looked at the other two girls who stood with her;  Octavia stood haughtily in a one shouldered Nemetian gown that had belonged to her mother.  Cissy was almost her complete opposite.  Common as the day was long, but none the worse for it.  She wore her dress taken far enough up to be bordering on indecent, and flirted brazenly with one of the younger guards.  Her best friend since, like forever, Cissy turned and winked at her.  Alicia, o