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Look into my eyes What do you see? Is it my soul? Without worry and running free? Maybe you only see the outside The color around the black the golden brown that stare right back. Listen with your heart What is it you hear? Is it the cry of my spirit? The voices of those i hold dear? maybe you're too vain for those and only hear the breeze the one that drifts along listlessly rushing thorugh the trees Reach out and touch my hand What do you really feel? the softness of my palm? the callous on the heel? Maybe you're a deeper thinker and you look see beyond the sand and you feel the way they fit together perfectly your an

Tomb Raider: Fletcher's Funeral Chapter 1 Lara Croft walked gracefully down the long hallway dressed in what was probably the most conservative outfit she'd worn in years. It was also the first she'd worn without any weaponry on her person; no pistols, no knives, no grenades, nothing. The outfit was a simple black dress -considerably close to the one she'd worn to Japan for her meeting with Takamoto, albeit not ripped or so low cut- paired with a pair of small heels and a black hat with a floppy rim. She had considered leaving the hat off, until she'd had a good look in the mirror. After seeing the tear streaks down her face, the dish

Allistair’s Heaven By: Elizabeth Brown For: All of the Zip & Allistair fans at tombraiderforums.com Allistair’s body slumped limply to the floor as Doppelhoe looked on silently, blowing on the nozzle of her gun to clear the smoke just like they do in all of the old-timey-western movies. The gun she had just used to take Allistair’s life. Allistair found it funny that only now was his life flashing before his eyes. He always thought that was supposed to happen before you died. But no, the only thing her remembered before he died was Lara’s face against the dark background screaming with all her might and the angriest-

Lara Croft walked down what was left of the hallway that used to lead to Allister's library with a saddness growing somewhere deep inside her. She sighed at what was left of Allister's Organized library- his pride and joy- and felt a hot tear roll down her cheek at the sight of the ak and rubble that was left. She walked over to the charred oak desk that he once sat behind and ran her finger over the black ash that now coated it, removing it and revealing some of the clear wood that was left below. At the realization of the fact that the desk wasnt actually that harmed, she started brushing off the stuff on top and trying to see the actual da

Location: Allister's Bedroom Time: 2 A.M. Allister awoke with a startling gasp to realize that A) it was the middle of the night- 2 in the morning to be exact and B) he had kiscked all of the blankets from his bed to the floor somehow. He groaned and pulled the covers from the floor, yanking them over his half-naked body, hoping that the blackness of sleep would soon overtake him once again. When he finally realized that there was no way that he was going to fall back into a dream, he got up, shivering at the cold on his bare chest, glad that he had decided to wear his trackpants to bed, and not just his blue plaid boxers that lay plastered

Lara Croft was walking down the hallway that led away from her room when she felt an explosion rock the floor of her home for the second time in the past year. As she took in the relization of what happened, she took off in a sprint down the hall towards the source of the massive explosion and into the intense heat that had now enveloped the foyer outside her hallway door. There was a frantic feeling inside her mind despite the cool front she put on in the face of such danger. When she got outside the door she wandered up to the balcony that was an overhang to the main foyer of her mansion-like home. Looking down upon the scene, she saw that

Lara went to pick her body up off the hard stone floor of the foyer in Croft Manor. She pulled herself to her knees and looked around the blazing manor. She spotted Alister- or the dark reincarnation of the Alister she once knew and loved- on the balcony outside her room door. In one swift motion his arm flew forward, his palm facing the fire in the foyer and suddenly the fire went out and there was no sign that the fire had ever been there. After that, he turned and was gone. Lara muttered to herself quietly, "no doubt a trick he picked up wherever he's been latley." And pulled herself to her feet, rubbing her right shoulder where it had hit

                                       Tomb Raider: Shadows Light                                                    Chapter 1 As Lara Croft strode down the dark tunnel, she spotted something shimmer in the darkness, she walked over to it, only to find a small round golden disk. She stooped low to the ground and scooped up the thing in her hands. Its five blades stuck out at their usual curved angles from the gold part of the disk-like object, their own separate shade of silver; Kurtis‘s Chirugai. She knew what this scenario meant; the lifeless chirugai, it being on its own, and no Kurtis in sight. Kurtis never went anywhere without

                                      Tomb Raider: Shadow's Light                                                     Chapter 2 When the plane touched down, Lara still hadn’t gotten any sleep, whereas Kurtis had picked up about an hours worth next to her. When they set foot outside, Kurtis’s bike sat there waiting for them. “I slipped them a little something extra for it.” He whispered in her ear in explanation as they mounted the bike and took off down the streets. “Where are we?” Lara asked Kurtis as they drove down what seemed like a street Kurtis knew very well. “New York,” Kurtis replied over h