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Sometimes, Nocturne unexpectantly finds himself in a clocktower. Mostly, he just grabs the popcorn and watches whatever Clockwork wants to show him. Later, he will either find himself where and when he has been before or, if his host felt more communicative, leave on his own. He never talks about it, not that anyone would believe him. Nor does he ever ask the Master of Time why he does this. Altho he has his suspicions. That they secretly have the same kind of humor. That he wants to share something. That he doesn't know how to ask for company. That he is lonely. No, the Master of Dreams will never voice those thoughts. Because for al

Immortality All his life he had looked for it. And why wouldn't he? It was the ultimate goal of every alchemist! He could still remember when he had been a young boy, overhearing two old men talking about it. Later he had learned that they were alchemists. But it had not mattered at the time. All that had mattered was an impossible dream: Eternal life. His young mind had not been able to grasp the idea of eternity, let alone living this long. Even now, decades later, he did not fully comprehend it. As soon as he had become old enough, he had begun studying. There had been very little space for anything else, including housekeeping. When he

I could do this... A Danny Phantom Fanfiction Genre: Humor Danny was on his way to visit Clockwork. It was because the older ghost had asked him to bring a thermos during his last visit. DING DING DING As he approached the tower that was Clockwork's residence, Danny heard the bell inside ringing. He had no idea what it meant. DING DING DING The young hybrid was not concerned, since the age shifting ghost was more than capable to fend for himself but he still could not make heads or tails out of it. DING DING DING As always, the gate was open and Danny entered. DING DING DING He flew into the main chamber where mirrors showed scenes f

The hot spring   Slowly he let himself sink into the hot water. A shudder went through his body when his skin made contact with the heat. He sighed. For a while he sat there, eyes closed, letting the warmth of the water loosen up his sore muscles. The vapour condensed on his head but he didn't move untill his whole body was relaxed.     The sliding of a door on the other side of the pool made him look up. It was her. They were staying at the same inn but he was still surprised to meet her here. He didn't mind tho.   As she let her feet dangle into the water, he had, for the first time, the opportunity to survey her body. Her overal