Shadows of the Past is revamped and back.
We have gone through a major revamp and are good to go.
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As the days flew by one by one, as the long hours droned on, he began to wonder.
He wondered about a lot of things. Nothing too serious, nor anything too mild.
It was complicated in a sense that when he was asked, he could never explain
what it was that he really wanted.
All the blame, all the rumours - everything pointed back at him. Whether true or
not, after all these lies flew from one mouth to another, it all came back to him in
The plot gets more interesting right here.
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22 Feb 09
Welcome back to
SHE'S ONLY BREAKING EVERY RULE! Yes, we are no longer Shadows of the Past, that name just bored the hell out of me. I think I'm going to stick with Shadows v2. It's the name the site started with and I think it should keep the name :] Anyways, I have added a whole lot of brand new things around the site, including a new skin, a completely revamped plot and A NEW BANKING SYSTEM.
GO HERE to read our welcoming back message! Oh, we are also looking for staff so if you guys are interested.. That's about it for now.
Damn, I'm so glad to be back <3
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Group: Calleas Student
Member No.: 94
Joined: 3-March 09
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when you try your best but you don't succeed
when you get what you want but not what you need
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
She sat silently in the library, her eyes looking out forward - with no object to look at persé. She was having one of her rare 'serious moments'. And when I say rare, I really do mean it. She didn't have those more then once every two weeks, in if you were the special person who caught her in this state you would wonder where the old Autumn went. She laid back in the uncomfortable library chair, thinking about today. Today had been nothing special, she hadn't done anything memoriable or exciting or even satisfying. All she had done was boring, boring the point where you'd almost have the tendency to fall asleep. Even the high ceiling where she was currently looking at seemed to be laughing at her, enjoying whatever it was that she wasd doing - it was pathetic. This was not what she'd normally do. Normally she would be full of ideas, full of laughter and clumsy actions - encirled by friends who were having just as much fun as her, if not more.
"Pathetic little day." She muttered under her breath, as she leaned back in the chair even more, almost letting herself fall because of it. Well, atleast she would've been able to laugh then. She wondered when someone found her here, in this state. It wouldn't be long, right? Maybe it would, but she'd see that then. Yawning, she sat up straight, wondering what to do about this whole thing; about this boredom that was crowding her mind. Lazily she stood up, carrying herself with slight elegance to the tall and old looking book shelves. Maybe there would be something in the books that could give her an idea of what to do, she didn't have much hope in it, but she could always try. Anything was better thne just sitting around, doing not at all with her time. Time was precious to her, she knew that you never had enough, that your clock could stop any minute, any day. She wanted to make the best of whatever time she had, and -normally- she did exactly that. Wasting her time with petty little adventures and arguments, with joking around.
After walking two aisles, she found absolutely nothign worth her time, at least, nothing she thought could hold any useable ideas for her. She was all for a risk, but some things in these books were just too rash and harsh, even for her. The book infront of her was thick and as she picked it up, it was heavy. There was no dust on it, unlike many other books at Ireania, so it must be something a lot of people had read and would read sometime. It was about the life of Harry Potter, with articles of various journalists and writers. For as far as she knew, the dude was still alive somewhere. She had enver been that interested in Harry Potter and his little heroic acts, but since she was bored out of her damn mind, this thing would do. She skipped a few chapters, still standing, and then read something about a Basilisk. Baslisks were dangerous creatures and very rare, but she somehow had taken a liken to them, probably because they were so dangerous. She read through it quickly, scanning the words, and soon found her self dreaming about defeating the basilisk that once haunted this school's grounds. She was sure she could do it, having the guts and knowledge to cast a murderous spell at him, something that would make it run away and hide. In the middle of her daydream, she heard footsteps coming towards her, while she was sure the library was almost completely deserted.
location: Ireania Library !
tag: anyone ?!
word count: 617?!
template: NEON CONVERSE @ caution !
notes: meh, I know it's pretty short >< ?!
SKIN (SAINT PETER) BY JULES ALMIGHTY !