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I walked slowly through the trees of deep bright red Thinking of the words my queen had last said 'find me a new land with riches never before seen' And to me this was the richest land to which i had...
I walk to the end of an elaborate hall, then open a door at the very end. A loud creak screeches throughout, hurting my ears. I step into the cool, cavernous room, the coldness smacking me in the...
#cheesebattle This Battle of the cheeses, Has turned into a ghost, A quiet, lurking shadow, A lesser of the most, I'm hiding in the cheese lair, A'thinking up a plan, With my sidekick who has...
The King and Queen of the realm sat upon carved pearl-wood thrones at the centre of a white-brick palace. The Palace and the surrounding city nested between the Temples of the All-Seeing Eye.
Rax dashed through the rain as lightning shattered the sky and thunder boomed through the forest. He ran and ran and ran. They were coming, he could sense it. They were getting closer.
Chapter 16 We followed Lubrica's directions that were stored in our minds as we turned through the everlasting corridors.
Pick a pair of sparrows, And make some hawthorn arrows, Find a half purple-gold fish, Upon it place a special wish, Capture a cat's meow, Paint your treasured cow, Tie a rainbow ribbon on a...
Part I They gathered their trappings, these five men at arms. They donned their armour, engraved with charms. Their cause was worthy, and so they went, to slay a woman, from Hell she was sent.
The giant crab monster took a wild swing at Allen. In sheer panic, Allen raised a column of stone that blocked the crab's attack and even encased its arm.
3. Morgonen När jag vaknade nästa morgon så siprade solljuset in genom glasrutan. Jag klev upp och tog på mig kläderna. När jag gick ut ur gästrummet så såg jag att ingen var hemma.
"So we just gotta enter this forest right. It's in here?" said Allen. "That's certainly the gist of it to get the muguffin. The sacred Garnet, correct?" said Risa "Yeah.
Adorn your cloths of prisoned states, Shroud yourself in gruntled greed, Grotesquely enthused by blinded hate, Cloaked in genes of soured seeds.
Little Lucy was tired of chores and rules. She wrapped up the last of the sweets and pastries from the pantry and was off.