Swords & Pens
Warriors and Wordsmiths. The Sword and the Pen. The making and the breaking and the fashioning of men. The memory of hero's, and tales of the dead. Forever unspoken, now written instead.
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Warriors and Wordsmiths. The Sword and the Pen. The making and the breaking and the fashioning of men. The memory of hero's, and tales of the dead. Forever unspoken, now written instead.
I'm starting to realise I'm seeing through all the lies There's a clear divide I'm staring wide eyed I'm shocked at this What's happening to opuss.
We did this for the rest of the day until Molly came over to us and we were holding hands flirting, "What is going on here?!" she asked crossly, hands on hip raising one eyebrow, "Well, me and Harry...
When we got into the pongee toilets Molly suddenly released herself from our link and asked me,"what.
I know I look distracted, Sorry 'bout the way I acted. I didn't mean to fall, I tripped on that ball. I know I landed on you, I didn't mean to. I promise it was accidental, So please stop going...
I was blown backwards, in what felt like minutes, but I knew in reality it was probably seconds. Every thing that I heard was muffled and sounded like I was under water.
Hannah had missed school for three weeks before returning for the last week of the school year. As soon as Hannah stepped through the gates she got a kissed on the cheek by none other than Jake.
Such a strong hold on my mind, Such a harsh grip on me. I'm your prey, your prize find. To be freed I pay the fee. Stress, you capture my thoughts And blow them out of proportion.
Everyone seems bitter, Everyone seems mad. What's going on. What happened so bad. I leave Opuss, Just for the day, Only to return, And find it this way. Surely you guys don't mean it.
Seems to me, while I was out, there was some kind of row. I've had a look, to my relief, it is all over now. But in this big debate, I got a message thru on Kik.
Gunshots pierce the quiet of the night Mothers hide their children in fright Pure air blackened by ash From explosions not very far Families torn apart Never knowing when their next going to...
This is a fightback ...and a loss. That stupid moment ... is going to cost. My words to stall ...a gift in silence. Against this wall ...of defiance. The weight of words ...are my weapons.
"I'm Tashie," the girl said, sticking her hand out to Lydia. She quickly introduced Lydia to everyone in the group. "This is Marcus, Natalie, Dalia, Cynthia, Stefan, and Toby." Tashie said quickly.
I was quite saddened to read earlier that someone who I was following has decided not to opuss again, because certain people are giving her grief because she posts jokes that she has read on the...
"I hope no one saw us!" They scrambled out of the bushes laughing, Thomas buttoning up his shirt still out of breath.
Tonight I witnessed a young Manager finally lose his cool, the result of which made me stop and think deeply about how we carry ourselves throughout our lives.
After the incident that Catherine wished to forget, she sat mopping at her bloody brow. Why was what was supposed to be a holiday turning out do badly.
After the incident that Catherine wished to forget, she sat mopping at her bloody brow. Why was what was supposed to be a holiday turning out do badly.
After the incident that Catherine wished to forget, she sat mopping at her bloody brow. Why was what was supposed to be a holiday turning out do badly.