Welcome fellow club members.Am very sorry that am taking so long to get things in order, but am new to all of this.
Here at "SharpenedEdge" we have one thing in mind, that is our Members. As long as possible will try to showcase different folder's new works. A lot of this depends upon our clubs status. There are few rules here, other then play nice, no trolling. Not all of us speak the same language but in this club English is required. Not all of us are proficient in English so instead of getting angry when not quite understanding a comment, ask.
Try to think of others when visiting our club. You submit pictures because you want to share and probably enjoy when someone comments. I know I do. So take a moment to to view a picture and make a comment, It will make someones day. I know it will mine.
The "Critique" folder is open, but you need to comment on someone's picture within it, and give some kind of feed back if you wish to submit a picture there.
Remember this is a club. A club is where everyone participates. If no one cares to participate in our club other then posting pictures then it is not a club, but just someplace to post pictures. Not what am trying to create. There are hundreds of those sites.
I hope to figure out how to make list for Auctions, Commissions, and Contest if can figure out how to code them
So follow the Submission Rules, Participate, Contribute, and help us grow.
Fix"Where does it hurt?" you say.Fix by Miellat
You smile and look down on me like a lost puppy, or a crying child without their mom.
"Here," I swallow, "it hurts here."
I slowly raise my hand to my bosom, stabbing a finger at it.
You stare intently, your hand gently moving mine away.
"It hurts there?" you ask, looking very surprised.
The fear in your voice overcomes me, and you notice. You act more settled, now.
"Is it the bones of your chest that ache? Your skin, does it burn? What in particular hurts? I've got a fix for lots of things, you know."
You smile, expecting an even brighter response.
You don't get one.
"That's the problem, I don't know what hurts. I can't tell where the pain is coming from. I get the impression it comes from a million places at once, and I feel it most here, but I don't really know where it is or why it's there."
I poke at my core again. You place a hand on your chin, and nod for me to continue.
I inhale, a lump starting to form in my throat. I'm going to cry,
Bakeneko chapter 7 Within the hour that followed, the Bakenkos found themselves being led through the woods. The remaining soldiers followed behind them, keeping their guns on them. While they were nervous and worried about where they were being led to, they refused to let their enemies know this. They walked in silence, their faces reflecting no emotion. One slowly moved to over to her clans chief and muttered:Bakeneko chapter 7 by TheBrokenKnight
"What is it you think they want nya?"
"I'm not sure", the chief whispered back. "I notice the soldiers are just as confused about this as we are. Only that man in the lab coat seems to have a plan"
"I have a plan!", hissed a girl from another tribe, joining the conversation. "I'm going to tear out his throat!"
"Sharah please!", whispered the first girl. "They'll hear you!"
"Aw, whats the matter Ami? Are you scared of them?", teased another catgirl, stepping up beside Ami.
"You know damn well I'm not!", growled the girl. "I just don't want them hurting the kittens"
Before the conversati
From Your DaughterI don't even know your name.From Your Daughter by Miellat
We could be passing each other on a subway train,
or living in two different countries, thousands of miles apart,
yet we would never know it.
You could be my teacher, or a doctor,
or a woman sitting next to me on the bus,
but I wouldn't acknowledge your presence.
You could be a taxi cab driver,
or an organ doner,
or dying of some obscure disease,
or sitting next to me at the coffee shop every Sunday,
but I would never be able to pinpoint your face
in the sea of millions of faces.
You could know me,
but I would never, ever, ever know you.
Someone (from somewhere) once said
that every person you see in your dreams
is one you've seen before.
Sometimes, I wish that
the silhouette floating past me in my delusions was yours.
I consider the possibilities--
my chances of meeting you, I mean--
yet I realize that number is as low as my self-esteem
(which, since you wouldn't know, is very low).
Isn't it funny and sad?
I've never met you before,
but I still think you'r
If there is an image that you see that catches your attention for a moment, why not click on it and tell the artist. Trust me, the artist will appreciate it, and it could make you both SMILE
You have a contestyou wish us to know about, send me a note, and I will put it here,
You take commissions,send me a note, and I will start a new page for commissions.
You have an adoptable,I will add it to a new page for that.
You have an auction,I will start a new page for that.
I need to hear from members, How can we help you? Please let me know.
If you like what you see, why not tell us, and why don't you click on the picture and leave the artist a nice Comment.
If you see image that catch eye, click on it, tell artist. Who knows maybe it make you both