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The MoonFae's attack was met with a knee to the face from Aphrodite, a burst of light in the eyes from Hecate, and claws across the back from Hades.
The moon and the sun Were quite a difficult pair. They didn't see eye to eye, Opinions were something they didn't share. The two both came From the same space.
CHAPTER 3 Temari's hand struck out before she could hit the ground. She felt a growing energy well up inside her, and burst out onto the scene.
Nothing wakes me from this nightmare,. I'm always alerted, always aware,. Yet my emotions keep me from reality,. My emotions rid me of mortality,. I shoot the arrows and grant the gift,.
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We climbed the stones today, Lay, horizontal, gazing up into The eyes of Britain's Lost Gods Me and King Arthur, prostrate On top, of the Henge, English Heritage Screaming blue murder, demanding We...
#sundayrepost Tales have been told since the dawn of man, Passed down to daughter and son. Tales to warn or to inspire, Or to teach how work gets done.
Now the veil of slumber falls upon you Enbalms you, ready for the tomb Of safe, dark nights where stars may watch you In Mother Nature's calming womb.
Cupid stood bemused as his arrows filled the air His task had seemed so simple: make sure love is everywhere His missiles missed their target and fell blunted to the ground And with one projectile...
A silent flicker of dazzling shine,. Across and beyond the deepest skies,. Rippling over the salty brine,. In flushes of colour, in jade she flies,. Bring heart to the temple,. The crimson and gold,.
What do you choose for your pallet, O Lord, As you set up your Atlas, your easel. What do you splash on Aurora's skirts While Helios prepares for his ride. Do you borrow from Neptune's endless depths.
Hello again, and today is Tuesday, January 29, 2013. In our lives we leave a lot of things up to Tyche, the god of luck.
(Old Man Walking Long Part 3) You know my name, I am Crow, throughout your history, You will have noticed me.
So, Does any body know whom Hypatia is.
Glistening, indigo orbs of shimmering light lit the breath taking throne room. Swirling, sapphire symbols patterned the pearl white stone singing a ancient language.
Silently she flys, Upon ebony wings. Other birds in comparison, A load of fledglings. A sharp gleamy beak, And unruffled, dark feathers, Not bothered by wind, Or any other weathers.
#NightDwellers Cloaked figures and pale faces, They glide through mist and fog, There is no sound, no evidence, As they drift through the smog.
A short essay on The Origins of Myths, Gods and Written Languages By Beeglebuzz --- In the North-East corner of the Hellenic world lies the island of Euboea.
Wrote this lyric when I was teen #beach #ocean. --------------------------. Standing on the golden sand. Where sky meets ocean. Shimmering lights reflecting the sun. Sparkling like golden gems.
#adventchallenge Can you feel him. Nibbling at your toes, Ready to freeze your soul, Casting red upon your nose.
Two very different young men Both with a shared destiny written by a single pen. A path ahead so lengthy and great, nevertheless words could be wrong.
Darkness seeps through the cracks. My amor, now under attack. The sirens sound, but I don't fight back. I let my walls crumble while I laugh, a laugh that belongs to my other half.
Ferry me across the lake, Along these deathly waters, To my resting family, My brothers, sons and daughters.
Hello again, today is Friday, December 14, 2012. Here's another poem, a sonnet, that I wrote for y'all. Enjoy.