The Opuss Tale Part 1
#TheOpussTale Once upon a time there was a land of spells, creatures, poems and story telling. The huge Kingdom of Opuss, t'was said to be created by a Serpentine Feline God named SeaMonster.
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#TheOpussTale Once upon a time there was a land of spells, creatures, poems and story telling. The huge Kingdom of Opuss, t'was said to be created by a Serpentine Feline God named SeaMonster.
Month 1. Changes taking place Can't keep my usual pace. Month 2. Something's happening within All I do is reach for the bin. Month 3. My tummy is getting bigger Omg. I'm losing my figure. Month 4.
A Scotsman and an Englishman lived next door to each other. The Scotsman owned a hen and each morning he would look in his garden and pick up one of his hen's eggs for breakfast.
I couldn't sleep this morning and was reading and wanted to share a true story that I think more people should know about.
I know that I'm not perfect, I'm not pretty, I'm not smart, I know that I have too-big ears, But trust me: I have heart.
Well, this is me... part two. ~Futureness~ I'm really unsure about my future. To be honest, I haven't a clue what I want to do. But, for the purpose of this challenge, I shall try and write...
When you come to the hill You will see the oldest tree in this world Or any other world for that matter It's trunk is made of ancient bark with a strange colouring of burnt oka and bright...
In Feather's domain, The rain was a fright, It was drenching the streets, Not a dry patch in sight. Rivers down roads, And torrents of wet, All in the 'summer', As bad as it gets.
I glanced at the long black dress that mum was holding up. “No, I told you, no black!” “Why!” It would look so pretty on you, come on, at least try it on?” My mum pleaded.
**Old & Cheesy (perhaps) But Depth That Will Always Be Relevant - so read past the 1st page ;)** Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '99 "Wear sunscreen" If I could offer you only one tip for the...
Intro I was with my girlfreind on a nice picnic date in the park, Blue Capped Chickadees calling out to mates, People playing frisbee with golden retreivers, Monarch butterflies flying around.We ate...
I'm always awake before I've awoken. Is today the day I cash my token. Before too long, my mind's asleep. No more noise, bittersweet relief from living vicariously through poorly taught beliefs.
Hundreds of thousands of years go by and slowly change takes place. Evolution gradually happens in creatures and landscapes through time and space.
I hate myself for what I've done in the past, I just wish some people would learn to move on and start believing in me again, yeah i have made mistakes, some bigger than most..
Alice was curled up like ball on the sofa crying her eyes out, I was ringing mum and the ambulance and police were on there way.
"Oh." I replied, feeling as though I had said the wrong thing. Isadora seemed to sense this as she stood up, brushed herself off and said, " It's fine, someone was going to tell you anyway.
“We have a problem. In fact no, we have two. The first problem...” He stuttered, seemingly reluctant to continue. “I’m so sorry, you are dying.” I stared, frightened, into his sombre eyes.
So I consider myself to be one of those people who don't think that just because someone is drop dead gorgeous they can do no wrong. But still, I totally did not see it coming.
The girl at the front of the queue Was a beauty, that's for sure All eyes behind upon her But sometimes less is something more Statuesque and power suited Seemed perfection had come to call A long...
The black Triumph pulled off the road and idled by the elaborate, wrought iron gates. A low mist, lingered like lost, abandoned souls in the damp night air; listening, waiting, for their native path.
I must thank a very good friend of mine for this, thank you Sophie. Hope it makes you all laugh as did I.
Three pieces today I have read, One inspirational two left me shaking my head. A mirror reflects what's plain to see, A person should project the best they can be.
A happy post from me you need. Too many posts of sad I concede. So here's a poem full of sun and no rain. A happy post from the depths of my brain. Lots of smiles and no crying here.
Part TWELVE...douze :) (this is going to be a short story because I don't know what fifty is in French!haha;)) [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] Josh soon turned back, I'm guessing he realised...