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Lester the jester Tell me a joke Can you disappear In a puff of smoke It's time to do What you're hired to do Now pull a flower From out of your shoe Do some backflips Sing me a song I don't want...
"Hello, Freya" Charming replied. I moved closer to him. "What happened?" I asked. He sighed.
You make me gasp and awe in surprise. Wrench out my heart with a glance from your eyes. Those so beautiful eyes that would rule my life. Give to you my all on a plate served by knife.
The night hosted a fight by a tavern In old Denmark called the Gasping Dragon. In the brawl were two women of similar class, One was a farmer, held an amulet of brass.
"What news did he have?" The greying but youthful matron turned at the sound of the Abbot's voice. Her face was set in a worried expression as she flittered around the sleeping man.
Ravens circling the castles. Beaks sharp to the point. Eyes narrow black slits. Flying in flock, their caws mock during the mourning, wake up call & karmas breakfast in favor the ravens.
Prompt: The abbey bells are ringing. The rhythmic clip-clop of iron horseshoes against cobblestone broke the pre-dawn lull.
When she arrived at the first house she hopped down and ran into the center of the massacre. The raiders had injured countless people and burnt up countless buildings.
“I’m sure between the three of us we can rustle up some patterns and sow some more clothes and- and we” the prince interrupted her then.
“Now we only have to deal with transportation.
I krept through the abandoned village searching for my pray.
As I lay on my bed listening to rain outside my window it makes my mind wander to other things. This my first attempt at making sense of the thoughts in my head trying to write.
(something silly lol) Once a maidan so fair Sat bored in her court Yawning in her golden chair She suddenly had a thought She had a dragon on call One that could make her smile One that...
Oh boy, I know it's been a LONG time since I posted a new chapter of The Bowthswer Hunt, and well, it's back. I worked on it a bit more so I'm posting the whole thing of what I've got.
"Oh, court jester, please do something new, Better entertainment is what you need to pursue." The puzzled clown was already worn out, Searching for something that didn't make the king pout.
Part I They gathered their trappings, these five men at arms. They donned their armour, engraved with charms. Their cause was worthy, and so they went, to slay a woman, from Hell she was sent.
The night hosted a fight by a tavern In old Denmark called the Gasping Dragon. In the brawl were two women of similar class, One was a farmer, held an amulet of brass.
3. Morgonen När jag vaknade nästa morgon så siprade solljuset in genom glasrutan. Jag klev upp och tog på mig kläderna. När jag gick ut ur gästrummet så såg jag att ingen var hemma.
2. Sanningen När jag var ungefär halvvägs till Omniá så kände jag en märklig lukt, det luktade nästan som svett... Fast lite surare.