The Offering
On the tumbling grey mountains of Skye Upon Drint, she stands, tiny and pale; her body thin and frail as a child's.
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On the tumbling grey mountains of Skye Upon Drint, she stands, tiny and pale; her body thin and frail as a child's.
#nightdwellers. Where the lightning was made. He'd heard of such a place. His journey had been long. Effort etched upon his face. He'd grown sick within himself. And too accustomed to the pain.
She looked at him, aghast. "How-why did you do this, Tom?" "Well, because you need it, and because I love you." He smiled at her and kissed her forehead. She slunk away.
We were flying in sinc, the clouds passing us by. Our jets were fast but we managed to stay together. This mission was going to be a hard one.
We will remember, The warriors of the past, The hero's of the present, In our memories you'll last. We will remember, The pain caused by them, The wounds bled for us, In our memories, our gem.
If it weren't for heroes and those that were scared Those that were orphans left to a life impaired Widows and widowers, their lives torn apart With tears in their eyes but pride in their heart I...
On a night in November for sixty-odd years An old man would come and order two beers He'd only drink one, left the other alone Then he'd quietly leave and make his way home The barman was watching,...
Choose where I go, From dusk till dawn. I have no say, I'm just a worthless pawn. Should I live or die, It's your sacrifice. It all comes down to luck, To the roll of a dice.
An old master Gardner was tasked to clear and landscape the garden of an ancient Shoalin monastery. His only instruction was to not cut down the thorn tree...
I skipped down the road, A small book in my hand, I will write a letter, To inform you of my plans I skipped down the road, You might say I felt great, But the truth was, I had finally...
I leave you, To be held by the ocean. So sweet, So cold. I'm a bad friend. I could never hold on. So I'll entrust your precious elsewhere. I can't hide from air, I know I'll leave. I always do.
If I could withdraw the thorns Slowly tormenting your body and soul And pierce them onto my own, So I shall be the one to feel The agony brought by the Ruins and remains of yesterday, Robbing you...
Heroes and fools are separated by a very fine line. Courage and folly are required, when in action combine. A split second to make a choice that may echo through a lifetime.
In the beginning of life as I know it I asked you something that changed me. I asked you what your dreams were. You told me "I have only one.
After two tours of duty. That is when he met his love. In the middle of a dance floor. On a night out with mates in a club. Straight away he felt it. He knew in a moment she was the one.
Girl: Slow down, we're speeding. Guy: No, this is fun. Girl: I'm scared. Guy: Do you love me. Girl: Yes, of course. Guy: Then say it. Girl: I love you... Please slow down. Guy: Now give me a hug.
@awesomeannie. One day, a merchant's daughter,. Asked father for a rose,. She'd never seen one in her life,. And knew naught where they grow,. The merchant, he agreed to it,.
We've seen you here, Once or twice. You don't seem angry, You seem quite nice. I see some sadness in your eyes, I sometimes think I hear your cries.
"A soul for a soul, If you want to save him You must sell me your soul And be my servant," Death speaks to me.
Another great war of man began. With all the worlds nations involved again. To finally settle once and for all. Mans future with an enemy so cruel. We stood together at dawn.
Prologue "My heart is the key" He whispered as he looked up at the sky. He knew that somehow he would have to give up his heart to save the world.
He was Jesus to the people He was a sacrifice to the cause... Blood spilled, his blood with no fear in his heart, no suffering in his thoughts with only tears for the weak...
The cry for blood and war rand out, They called for men so strong. I knew my father's leg was weak, To make him fight was wrong.
Chapter 64 I didn't know what to believe. I wanted to know what happened to James. I really wanted to. But John, was he okey. He had no wings.