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Dark side of me: chapter 4Here is it, finally. Sorry it took so long... I’ve been busy and stuff.Dark side of me: chapter 4 by *Pryze
The Dark Side of Me: Chapter 4
As Cain arose from the underground, the sun burned his eyes. It had been months since he had been to the surface, and his eyes were no longer use to the light of the two suns of the OZ. He stood there in the large field that held the entrance to the realm blinking wildly until his vision returned to normal. He drew his hat further down his head, shading his eyes from the brunt of the brightness.
He adjusted his pack, which contained his very few most valuables, more comfortably on his back and began his trek across the field. His first destination would be Central City. Fortunately for him, the trade routes had re-opened. He could catch a ride in one of the caravans and make his trip in a quarter of the time. He was both eager, and hesitant to get to the city.
Cain was still apprehensive about his decision to come out of hiding, after all, these affairs were really no longer any
OZ light of the dark chapter 1 gifts and secretsmonths have passed since the tyranny of the witch ended. Everything in the land of Oz is peaceful once again, people through distant villages and within the walls of emerald city sing, dance, and tell the story of how the great and powerful wizard who they knew would one day appear out of the mist and save the land from the cruelty of the wicked witch. Though places throughout the lands of Oz survive the wrath of the witches’ minions the winged baboons, all buildings within those ruined towns were torn apart wall-by-wall leaving nothing but piles of dust. But all that’s in the past now the people return to the peace that they desired for so long.OZ light of the dark chapter 1 gifts and secrets by ~Scale-Fang
On the present day people in Oz set up decorations for the upcoming event that goes once every year which celebrates the day when the two witches were banished from emerald city. Everyone would ship away presents to towns within the outside of emerald city; others would decorate the streets with colorful gleaming lights and lantern
Dark side of me: C2Hello! Here I am with another chapter. I got some follows last time…. But reviews are nice too you know! Don't be one of THOSE people…. Haha. Anyways… Hope you are enjoying it so far. I'll keep writing as long as you keep reading!Dark side of me: C2 by *Pryze
The dark side of me: Chapter 2
The realm of the unwanted was still the perfect place to hide. Here, no one really cared who you were or where you came from. Even in this time of re-established peace in the OZ, the realm was teaming with miscreants and vagabonds alike. It was also a good place for information if you kept your ears open.
This is what had prompted today's urgent meeting between the Cain men.
"You know, this self-imposed exile is a little over dramatic, even for you." The younger Cain said as he took his place next to his father at the bar. The elder Cain ignored this statement and continued sipping the cold glass of whisky in front of him.
The bartender came by but Jeb waved him off, this would hopefully be a quick visit. He
Dark side of me: C1Here is a new tin man finfic from me!!! Also available on FF.net.Dark side of me: C1 by *Pryze
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The Dark Side of Me: Chapter 1
DG tore the crown off her head and tossed it carelessly onto the large antique vanity with a heavy sigh. Her up-do fell around her shoulders and down her back in a mass of wild curls. She looked at herself for a few moments, scrutinizing the image before her.
She was trying to find some semblance of the person she used to be. Her once brilliant blue eyes seemed duller, as if the life was literally being sucked out of her. At least, that was how she felt. The monotonous regime of day to day life had become something that she had come to resent. The same thing every day, Duties and propriety, obligations and responsibilities. This was not what she had in mind for her life.
But at this point, her life wasn't really hers was it?
Her life belonged to the people of the OZ.
She stood from her place at the vanity and began the rigorous task of ridding herself
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