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Edward Cullen vs. Edward ElricEdward vs. Edward

Once upon a blank piece of paper, two very different characters from two very different fandoms happened to bump into each other.

One was short (but don't tell him that!), had long blond hair pulled back in a braid and wore a striking red overcoat. The other was tall, bronze-haired and wore a T-shirt with "I'm 2 sexy 4 my sparklz" printed on the front. The only traits they had in common were their genders, golden eyes, first names and the utter shock of meeting each other. Both gasped dramatically, pointed a finger at the other and yelled,

"IT'S EDWARD CULLEN!"

"IT'S EDWARD ELRIC!"

After shouting the obvious truth to th

LoveOurs is not made of roses and candles
Or daydreams dipped in sunset's gold.
Ours is not spun of fairytale's flax
Or starry gazes to fix and hold.

For candlelight flickers and roses wither
And dreams, however sweet, will yield to dawn.

No.

Ours is the unromantic romance.

Sprawling, stubborn, untidy,
Covered in bruises and grass stains.

But
A soft and subtle warmth creeps in,
Slowly,
To temper the rough edges.

We swallow back fear to taste the change;
And with clouts and embraces applied when necessary,
We steer our friendship into deeper waters

For ours is the journey
Comprised of pain and promises,
Tears and joys,
Argument

More Than EnoughEdward yawned as he set his empty water glass on the kitchen counter and glanced at the clock: 2:36 AM. He winced.

Why did he even bother staying up so late with his dusty alchemy books anymore? No matter how much he studied or how he longed to feel the exhilarating surge of energy flowing through his fingers again, it wouldn't return that part of him.

Not that he really cared. The sacrifice had been small compared to the overwhelming, almost painful joy of getting his brother back, and he'd gladly give it up for Al again...and more, if he had to. A hundred times over.

The 26-year-old reached up and pulled out his pony-tail, letting long,

Edward Elric vs Edward CullenOnce upon a time, in a land ruled by over-hormonal fangirls and sexual fantasies there lived a handsome young man named Edward Elric. Now Ed was of simple birth, with long flowing golden hair and beautiful golden eyes. Although he had a slight inferiority concerning his height. He was slightly short for the average fifteen year old and when called short would often mistake people for calling him a ' runt so tiny he could only be seen with a magnifying glass.' One day Edward was calmly walking through Fandom Land when a strange looking young man caught his eye. Said young man was leaning againist a tree, looking rather moody with his shirt un-

Let Me Save You--Winry's Song

How many times do I have to knock
Some sense into you?
How long are you going to bear
A load too heavy for you?
'Cause every ship needs a harbor
And even heroes need saving
And you're no exception

I'm here to wipe away the tears
You won't let others see
I'm here to listen to your fears
Secret though they be
When you need to, please
Come share your pain
It's okay to let it out and let it go
And if nothing else
I just want to let you know
That I'm here to be your strength

I'll let you cast out demons
If you'll let me chase away
All these ghosts that haunt your eyes
I'll let you slay the dragon
If you'll let me fight your n

Beautiful - A Short Story

For Kay, my dear sister in Jesus. May this small parable help to remind you how beautifully and wonderfully made you are in the eyes of the Great Artist.

~ Beautiful ~
A Short Story

Once upon a time, not long ago and not far away, there lived a wise and skillful artist who loved to paint. He delighted in making magic with color and bringing all the images he saw in his head to life in his pictures.

One day, he was painting something extra special. His brush dipped in and out of the swirling colors and flew across the canvas in expert strokes; dabbing here, blending there, moving swiftly in a joyful, marvelous dance of creation.

And at la

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Meh, enough with lame excuses. It's time for a riddle!

*clears throat*

What happens when you take Edward Elric, Edward Cullen, the "Old Spice Guy", and shake 'em up in a bottle?

Wait for it...

*long...

dramatic...

pause...*

The answer is...

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Name: Christopher (or "Chris" for short)

Current age: 26

Title/Alias: "Andrew Andante"

Occupation: Writer

Background: Chris was born and raised in Rush Valley. He lived with his parents (both very skilled automail engineers), his fiesty little sister Janie and his wise old grandma Beatrice, a professional counselor who has a knack for gardening and playing the piano.

He grew up under a lot of pressure from his parents. They always expected him to inherit t

Birthnight"I never knew the nights were this long. Before this, I always spent my nights talking with brother about alchemy, about our future...and once we got tired from all the talking, we'd fall asleep and dream of happy things. One night seemed so short then. Now one night feels so... so awfully long." – Alphonse Elric, chapter 43

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After all, spending every day traveling, researching, chasing leads and getting into various kinds of trouble can get a bit tiring. And he once heard that getting a good night's rest helps you grow, so what he misses from his issues with milk he makes up for in sleeping hours.

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He Will Return - Narnian Hymnby ~Dearheart42

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(Testing, testing...I hope this works...if the player doesn't show up at first, try refreshing the page...)

In case it's not obvious enough, this is a piece of Narnian fanmusic. It was originally a poem written by one of my Narniac friends, LittleOtter, titled "A Narnian Hymn". The words were so beautiful, I could hear them singing in my head the moment I read them. So I put this together. (And yes, that's me ~~attempting to sing~~ singing and playing and everything. Sorry about the sub-par audio quality, but I don't have any fancy-shmancy recording equipment...) Hope you like it! And any feedback or constructive criticism would be awesome!

Lyrics/poem:

When all is well, the night is clear,
And deepest shadows hide no fear,
Then listen to the ancient song,
High and lovely, ever-strong,
Sung by stars since time was birthed;
Joined by all that roams the earth:
He will return;
He will return.

When darkness falls, when light gives way
To shadow, and hope slips away,
Then cling to this, when all seems lost;
When fruit and blossom fall to frost:
No night has come that did not flee
When morning rose beyond the sea.
He will return;
He will return.

When morning light spills from the sun,
Let your heart rejoice: the war is won!
Darkness vanquished; all made new
Curses broken; stained altar hewn
Grief turned backwards; terror slain
Golden breath melts icy chains
Look! He has returned;
He has returned.

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~Bluespottedfire Dec 8, 2011

I wish I could put this on my ipod! Its beautiful!

~cherousa Sep 24, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

wooooow great job....keep going

~Maditation Jun 27, 2011 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

this is phenomenal! you have an excuisite voice and the lyrics are lovely too; i;m a big fan of narnia, and i never understood why they havn't yet use this as a credits song in the movies? i wish this was downloadable because i would pay for it. astounding.

~CertifiedJesusFreak Apr 17, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

This is awesome!

~Darkliss Mar 13, 2011 Student Traditional Artist

Absolutely amazing. Even without "fancy-shmancy recording equipment", you did an excellent job! I love Narnian hymns. And even though the words for this were already written when you started messing with it, the music/tune is more than half the struggle.