Warriors Last Hope
By Erin Hunter It starts out as a good book. Jayfeather, Lionblaze, and Dovewing look for the fourth.
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By Erin Hunter It starts out as a good book. Jayfeather, Lionblaze, and Dovewing look for the fourth.
Chapter 23: Trolls Bridge The Pandora Team arrived at Trolls Bridge, what a sight to see, the bridge had been demolished but who by. The team hurried towards Trolls Bridge to find out what's going...
Chapter 16: Slither's Death As the heroes dashed out of the mountain, the mountain collapsed sending thick smoke into the blue clear sky.
Today is the day I learn to ride, I have been waiting so long for this time, We have a bound the beast with an ancient rhyme, Now the moonlight unicorn is surely mine.
#nightdwellers #beginningline. Unaware of what lurked in the darkness. She gathered her supplies. Her bow, her blade, her amulet. And a torch that never dies. She left behind her caravan.
The wizard, Syrdaes stood on the balcony, looking out over the city he was sworn to defend. His white hair swept back from his face.
Chapter 5: Ragz's Past Tense "You know Jasmine I once had a family too but now they live within the clouds beyond the gates of heaven and I will tell you how it occurred.
#crossover. To all corners. Of this big blue ball. Superheroes. Hear this call. We need you now. More than before. We need your strength. To stand up tall. From Superman. To the big green beast.
Toxic, black metal clashes with a dazzling, pewter sword. Glittering, sparks cascade to the rocky, jagged earth. The howling storm screams with tearing rage.
Scorched, obsidian earth stretches under the searing, ruby sun. Jagged, plunging voids slash through the chaotic land. Ragged, dazzling lightning tears through the sheathing, raven heavens.
In a mountain, high above the sea, A war is raging, Continuously, For ares this is, Just fun and games, For others though, It's just ongoing pain, As the titans strike, The mountain top, Apollo...
One dragon, Two dragons, Three dragons, Four, Fighting, playing, with wing, tooth and claw. Five dragons, Six dragons, Seven dragons Eight, Some full of love, and some full of hate.
#youngwritershousehold Breath your fire, Burning bright. Spread over houses, Orange in the night. Scarlett scales, Rough from being touched. In its dark talons, A prey is clutched.
#cheesebattle We're all a bit dishevelled After courting with the Devil; A war over cheese Where Lee lost his knees, We all deserve a medal.
#cheesebattle The D-Mobile in pieces The price that's paid so steep Evil ones awake But the girlies are asleep Jack has got his cheese Leelee's got bedhair Hero pants are washed Hanging ready in...
#householdchallenge @eddie12309 It's now midday, the smells away, But the brown thing still remains. With my sword at my side, a glint in my eyes, I know what needs to be slain.
In the land of Aleia all is calm and serene as the life giving star sets beyond the horizon, nocturnal creatures of all manner of being began to stir.
Thunder, lightning, crackle and boom, Everyone get back, make some room. The battle of the century is about to begin, The war of the world for mortal sin.
His heavy and sluggish steps trembled the very core of the underworld. Their nemesis had arrived. It was time.
I did NOT make this Old Godzilla was hopping around Tokyo City like a big playground When suddenly Batman burst from the shade and hit Godzilla with a Batgrenade Godzilla got ticked and began to...
Sigmund was a berserker, he was fierce, as he was brave. He excelled in blood and battle, sending countless to their grave. His blade was legendary, forged by Völundr's hand.
The battle is over, Our peace has come. I stand tall and admire my great kingdom. Now is the time to grant them freedom. I will release all from her prison. The queen is crying, in loss of control.
(Not exactly serious neither) The battlefield is red and hell, A mess of broken lives and limbs Dismembered demons growl their hymns But aching, tired we live to tell.
The battle of Opussia waged on, The tides of war pressed on till dawn.