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"Why. Your voice is amazing." "No it's not stop lying." "I'm not.
His face went red as he double over in pain. Smiling, Anna walked away from the white coats and towards the vessel. "I'll get you for this" The white coat squeaked behind her. Anna flipped him off.
What is reality. This is a question that has puzzled many wise men for many ill-spent years. Where does it stop and fiction begin. How thick is that division. Does it even exist.
With tomorrow being the day. At the dead of night. With darkness being their cloak. Their advantage, the wizards sight. It was the eve of his destiny. And Brattle turned to his oldest friend.
*Bad language. You don't even know what's real. You're cold like metal stainless steel. With no flaws, you're the real deal. You can touch, but you can't feel. And I'm guilty because I feel too much.
"You gotta fight back someday, Laura." Jo said. I agreed with her, but I was biding my time. It would be so perfect that she would accept defeat. Hopefully. Let's call it a work on progress.
Dreaming angels Preface The dream I was in a room, not a room really more of a big space. It was all white. There was a boy with short black hair and wings.
As you approach the settlement, you are able to make out the outline of a cottage, the crest of the guild of wizards of the opposing kingdom etched with fire into a wooden plank into the beams of the...
Chapter 14 Then I heard it. The rain. Small drops. As it seemed started to fall faster and faster. The rain made this more awkward. It made everything more cozy. " you want more?".
This is for all the bruised and battered souls that roam here among us. Their anguished hearts of fury can cause such a fuss. I struggle with one of these broken spirits, my family she has shattered.
No need for fear as I stand and shed my silent tear, At the destruction caused by our foolish hands, do you think I do not fight for the land.
* Had this for a while and forgot about it, lol.
Chapter 7: Ghost ship The ship was a sorry sight. The back half was burned and blackened. A light layer of ash covered everything like a gray deadly layer of snow.
He walked me to singing class. I was a little late, and he begged me to linger just a little bit more. I shook my head, smiling wistfully at him, and went into the classroom.
I can't describe it, I'm... I'm just standing there. And. It's not like any thing's stopping me, And it's not like any things making me... But I just don't move.
- The Three The low hum of Penny's purrs kept everything alive, it let every single person in that dark, damp space know they are alive and couldn't escape this hell they're all living.
The names of the Elements where pretty cool names. Fire's name was Chairlie Elliott and she was a total Emo. Water was Libbie Redunt, she was sort of an Emo, more of a tomboy I would say.
I'm always reading and hearing the blues. I don't really know what they are. I know it's a colour and they write sad songs. And I'll play them upon my guitar. To apply a bright hue to your misery.
Lunar love Preface It was Monday and id just left town to go to my summer house. Alone. I sighed. I’d just broken up with my boyfriend, Tony, he had broken off the relationship. I sighed again.
"Where are we going dear?" "I'm taking you to Dover, Nan. So you can see the White cliffs," said Jo as she drove her little blue Micra down Kent's country lanes.
Part 20: "Dude calm down I get it I get it haha jeez.." I laughed. "We gotta figure out how to get to that place again" Kenny said. We thought and then he looked at me.
Part 19: "Just a guess is all" she said smiling at me. "Good guess" I giggled. "Hey I gotta go okay but I'll talk to you after school" she said quickly.
There was a tall tower, Deep in the woods, Red and green bricks, Often misunderstood, Always a crowd gathers, So many stand around, Faces turned up to the top, Looking up from the ground, Some throw...