He is leaving because of people on this site who have treated him in a horrible way...and I don't think that this is right.
You can read his reasons for leaving here: [link]


Dreamland Chapter 2The second I enter the dream, I know there is something wrong. I am standing in a graveyard, where a musty smell drifts on the air; and a silvery mist rises from the frozen ground, encircling me as it meanders towards the night sky. At the lower end of the cemetery stands a small chapel. I begin to pick my way towards it, through masses of unattended graves, but I am halted by a sharp cracking sound coming from behind me. I spin round just fast enough to see a silhouette stoop to hide behind a tombstone, not far from where I am stood. I am not alone.Dreamland Chapter 2
I freeze in my tracks, scanning the area I saw the strange shadow; hoping to dis


Dreamland Chapter 1I lie awake, staring upwards at the ceiling, playing mind games with myself, writing poetry in my head; anything to prevent me drifting off to sleep. I know that once I fall into slumber, nothing will bring me back. I know theyre already there, the Demons, watching, waiting, willing me to enter their kingdom. Dreamland. Where they have complete power over me, my every breath, every place I visit, every person I meet.Dreamland Chapter 1
The Demons have haunted me ever since I can remember. They control every dream, every nightmare, every small wondering that I have. Recently, the dreams have become more and more vivid, more and more terrifying


Riverblossom HillsRiverblossom Hills had stood on the top of Penbrook Hill for decades. Throughout its long life, it had been a water-mill, a school and a hospital, but now it was a care home for the elderly. The home had a good reputation; and that was what had attracted the long line of young nurses that arrived almost monthly on placement from the big university at Corchester. Jennifer Birch was the latest of these nurses, and she had only been working at Riverblossom Hills for a fortnight. She had immediately been put in charge of the youngest of the homes residents; a fifty-three year old man, who had been at the home for almRiverblossom Hills


Guardian AngelIf I had a pair of silk-white wings, Do you know what I'd do? I'd fly all night through the blackest light, Just to be with you. I'd hold your head to my shoulder, With my robes I'd dry your tears, I'd love you forever and always, And be there through the hardest years.Guardian Angel
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cmo tu estas?!
k tiens fieto?
k lo contax ?
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Sir.Triunvirato
Habla usted ingles o frances?
Es mas dificil para me hablar a tu en espanol! No comprende tu!
Besos.
Kat
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Your art is really beautiful...how could I not favourite them?
Kat
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Today is love your friends day. Send this to all your friends and me if I am one. If you get 7 back then you're LOVED
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degrees-of-love [link]
Fortheloveofwords [link]
RawEMOtion [link]
From childhoods hour
I have not been as others were,
I have not seen as others saw
This is so cute. I don't do the whole chain-mail thing, but this is really sweet!
Thanks for sending it me anyway!
Kat
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Your welcome.
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degrees-of-love [link]
Fortheloveofwords [link]
RawEMOtion [link]
From childhoods hour
I have not been as others were,
I have not seen as others saw
I'll have to comment you again now!
Kat
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