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Late at night from the sea You can hear a lullaby There's a mermaid in the sea Who enchants with her singing In the castle on the hill Lives a prince but he's ill Every night with a...
If I were queen for the day I'd want to horse ride in Hyde Park Then by chopper, go to Amsterdam Get high on a rare type of tree bark Then pop over to Paris Buy a load of vintage clothes Wear some...
Many years ago now (though it seems much more) the young prince Auletes - whom was the sixth son of the king of whose garden I manned - sat on his bedroom windowsill late one summer night.
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.
Hold up. Wait. "What?" There was the tease of a smile on his lips. "Are you being serious?" I asked. He nodded. "But ... How?" My voice was getting louder, I knew that. He shrugged.
The King and Queen of the realm sat upon carved pearl-wood thrones at the centre of a white-brick palace. The Palace and the surrounding city nested between the Temples of the All-Seeing Eye.
Tynias flung the table across the room. His anger filled roar mingled with the crash of wood as the table splintered, and everything that had been on it was flung to smash wherever it fell.