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#acrostic. "[H] ere you go" said the man, as he passed me on the street. "[O] h" I said as the man walked on, I looked down at the sheet. [R] eading the piece of paper, my face contorts in fear.
*chapter 3* There I was in the wizard world, lost trying to find out what my ruby meant. Days in the wizard world is like a second on earth. Then found a prophecy, in a ancient temple. It said...
NOTE: This story is made up. It has no historical meaning. Any relations (names) to the characters and actual historical figures is entirely coincidental.
Prologue A light gray tom walked into the nursery, where he found a silver she-cat with four tiny newborn kits beside her. "They are beautiful, have you thought of names?" The light gray tom asked.
Chapter 22: The Mother's Bad Dream The mother started to dream, she could see a little village that had been burnt down. She could see that it was Lamina.
The forest was still, the frozen ground was cracked and hard as the cats gathered silently around the rock, the wind whipping their fur and stinging their faces.
#flashfiction. #flashspearefiction. Three witches,. Brewing prophecy,. Whispering darkness. To a general of a. Scottish army,. Duncan grants a nobleman,. Nagging wife in. Murderous persuasion,.
The sins of the past will come back around they all way do, this kid says in a hotting voice Scaring ever one, what are you saying there's nothing going to comeback around the sins of the past are...
The powerful city of Moradel rose up out of the ground. Built into a mountain, it was almost impenetrable.
The helm had become a part of Dionys body by now.
(Inspired by Game of Thrones epi 4) I saw the Red Lady give birth to what she claimed was The Lord of light. But all that came from her womb was the immortal shadows of darkness and death.
Hello again, and today is Wednesday, December 12, 2012. Today I was unfortunately reminded about a remark I made a few years back whose long shadow finally caught up with me.
Earth, fire, water, air Bound in solid stone Blood, chaos, darkness, light Brought to this sweet home.
Frozen in the depths, In the fortress deep within. Are destiny's chosen steps, To SAVE your soul from the SIN. Hidden in the heart, Of the fortress deep inside.
"Can you imagine Thomas, if the Union wins the war, Lincoln gets his way and frees up all the slaves.
He met queen mab Within the trees, She told him Of the future to be. In a rhyming voice She sung, Of the future That was to come.
This is my most recent poem and arose as a result of a discussion with my family about the danger's of inaction A wise man went unto a witch, his fortune to be told He hoped to see his future days...
The search party had been gone for 3 suns now The villagers prayed she could finally be found.......
A blind man sees into the future. He expresses his fears using an Apple computer. He spams his local newspaper reporter. But his emails get forwarded to a foreign presidents daughter.
Look into the ball, Close your eyes. Open your mind, Let in the lies. Tell me what you see, A man or a child. Are they morbid looking, Peaceful or wild.
Decided to re-post my first Opuss (posted about 5 months ago) and collect opinions :) It'a short, apocalyptic piece... Remember those prophecies. The ones which we laughed at.
Prologue: Hoots filled the forest as a cat, weak from kitting recently, hobbles toward the RiverClan border through ThunderClan.
It won't be long until Yule, though some say it will be different this year. Perhaps I am just a fool, for letting rumours steer. Still I've made my preparations, and I've gathered my supplies.
I am the prophesy, At least of this earth. Come with your gifts, Tell me what I'm worth. Prophets preach about me, I am the number one. People will remember me, When I'm here, when I'm gone.