The Devil's Waltz
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Devil May Cry part 1Hayden sat on his thrown, scratching the tip of a skull with his fingernail. It had become a bad habit of his over the centuries. The skulls on his thrown now had indentions in them. He just got so bored he couldn’t help pick at them some times. Business had become slow because of advancements in science and medicine. Less deaths meant less charges for him to take care of. At least when more people were dying, he kept himself busy dealing punishment and preparing souls for reincarnation. They would come by the bundle and he never had a chance to rest. Now, he was barely busy at all. In fact, he was happy if justDevil May Cry part 1
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Damien, part 4 Damian was at work the first day after the funeral. He needed to work. Needed to keep occupied or he’d go crazy. He wanted to chase down bad guys and have no mercy.Damien, part 4
Walking in between desks to get to his own, Jennifer stepped in his way. Her eyes were red-rimmed and her make up casually applied. “Hey, Damian. I-I, well, wanted to see how you were doing after… you know”, she said and bowed her head in sorrow.
“I’m fine”, he said and she looked startled. “Did you expect me to come in crying my eyes out and with a chip on my shoulder? Well, sorr
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Damien, part 3 Time passed, he had no idea how much. He’d lost track of time. He had no idea how long he’d been standing in front of her grave until the sun started to sink in the sky.Damien, part 3
The sound of footsteps crunching gravel and grass made him turn around. They belonged to a man dressed in a long black cloak with a number one sewn on the end, near the feet. Damian couldn’t see the man’s face because it was covered by the hood.
The man towered over Damian by almost three inches. Even though he couldn’t see who the man was, Damian got the impression of great strength. Some
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Damien, part 2 There’s an old saying ‘you can tell how much a person was loved by the amount of people that show up at their funeral’. Well, everyone showed up for her funeral. People from all corners of the country. There were family, friends, and the people that she worked with. Even people who barely knew her had shown up to pay their respects.Damien, part 2
Only a handful of people gave Damian their condolences for Cecelia’s death because she was his partner. Just about everyone else had known that she’d been much more. She’d been everything.
After the ceremony was over, he co
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams...
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I keep my eyes open
and I keep my smile
why does it seem to be taking a while
you cut me inside
and opened the seams
pouring out is but old dreams
- something I made up..no idea what it is
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Túl minden hegyen s völgyen,
Majd pihenj meg egy helyen,
S hagyd hogy farkasod vezessen.
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