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06-25-2012, 01:25 PM
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Originally Posted by AlgebraAddict
:'D That's awesome, XX.
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I concur! 
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06-25-2012, 01:27 PM
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That odd, I actually thought it wasn't very good. O.o
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06-26-2012, 05:38 PM
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Originally Posted by Mistborn
It is time for revenge.
If you're reading this, it's too late for you to save yourselves.
Once upon a time...
Here's an awesome first sentence from the novel, A Quest for a Maid or something like that: "When I was nine, I hid under a table and heard my sister kill a king."
I was never going to see the sun again.
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YES! That book... 
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06-26-2012, 05:40 PM
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be prepared for my failing :D
Isn't death what we all live for? And if not, what else?
(probably some other author has said the exact same thing a trillion years before me... *facepalm*)
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06-26-2012, 08:01 PM
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Through the ash dusting her eyelashes, the mud and dirt stuck to her face, the tears obscuring her view and collecting dirt as they ran down her cheeks—she could make out the ominous outline of a figure standing over her, a sly smile playing on his face as it held the knife above her chest. She didn't care if she was killed. She didn't care about anything anymore; only for the others to live.
A ray of sunlight peaked out from behind the man and warmed her skin. A mosquito buzzed by her ear. There was a nonchalant stab and a vague, bloodcurdling scream filled the summer air.
That was awful. e_e And not really a 'prlogue either, just a random excerpt. Bleh.
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06-27-2012, 11:22 AM
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This book is composed entirely of fictional events.
As is your life.
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06-27-2012, 12:00 PM
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Originally Posted by L.S.Trendom
This book is composed entirely of fictional events.
As is your life.
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Yup, best prologue so far. o-o
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06-27-2012, 12:02 PM
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Originally Posted by AlgebraAddict
Yup, best prologue so far. o-o
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Agreed. XD
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please, please tell me what they looked like.did they seem afraid of you?
they were kids that I once knew.
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06-27-2012, 12:13 PM
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Originally Posted by TheMoonWakedWolf
Quote:
Originally Posted by AlgebraAddict
Yup, best prologue so far. o-o
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Agreed. XD
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Thankeh. 
*Was thinking that stuff like, "This is all true" is getting cliche, so decided to go with the opposite*
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06-27-2012, 06:15 PM
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Originally Posted by AlgebraAddict
Yup, best prologue so far. o-o
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Also agreed. 
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Karen Pelly: I thought the first rule of book club was, you don't talk about book club.
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