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The Sun waits for the Moon.Time stops for no manNo matter how muchOh my LoveI wish it to stayFor everything changesBut everything stays the same He hears her song and remembersEverything changesBut everything stays the sameYou never yes you never changeMy love for you never changesBut it never stays the same her voiceEverything changesBut everything stays the sameYou never yes you never changeMy love for you never changesBut it never stays the same her laughKingdoms riseWave fallSapling growMountains crumbleOh my LoveHow have I seen it allLi...
On a bright sunny day on the Vicious Rosebay, the Moon Swallow Pirates plus Princess Willow of Diancam (and her pets Pip and Ssssssssal) are on their way to Diancam to stop a coup. Dark storm clouds begin to cover the sun blocking out any light. “Storms coming,” Cray shouts from the crow’s nest. “That can’t be right. It has been bright and sunny all day,” Ash looks at her barometer and then back at the c...
Warning: Mental health and abuse Ever think back to that one situation, that one situation that looms in the back of your head your entire life that makes you think “What if?” everyone has one, for me it is the day I got on that bus. Oh, how I wish I could go back and stop myself from leaving, from running away from my life again. I wish I could turn back time, but I can’t. I put on the headphones and begin to l...
“GET OUT OF OUR WAY YOU PUNKS!” Anika yells at the top of her lungs, knocking the last of the corrupted back with her mace. “OWOWOOW!” cheers Musa. “Nice job, Anika! UP TOP!” They go to high-five five each other but miss, hitting each other in the face. The two real back in pain. “OuouiooOoOuuIuU!” “Are you two okay!? I’ll heal you,” Fhrana rushes over to them. Roy rolls his eyes, “They are fin...
“Yo I’m home everyone,” I call out into my apartment as I walk in and turn on the lights. I drop my keys into the tray by the door, readjusting the file box in my hands so I can lock it. I walk forward and nearly trip on something on the floor catching myself before face-planting. I sigh, “Abby we talked about this.” “Sorry Kira,” answers Abby in a soft voice. “I just wanted to read.” I pick up the books...
As Louisa watched the waves and ships below, she thought of the previous day: she had never felt freer than ever before. Why? She felt like her body was splitting apart because she was going against everything she stood and fought for. She had shot at a commander, defied a direct order, and helped enemies of the government. So why did she enjoy it? Why does she want to stay with them? “This seat is taken?” a metal...
“Let's make a deal, Johnny,” the stranger walking beside him on the road had said out of nowhere. Now Johnny was down on his luck, he had just lost his job, his wife was sick and expecting baby number four and five, the bank was trying to foreclose on his house, he could barely get food on the table let alone pay the hospital bills, and everything was falling apart. He had left on a walk alongside the dirt road ...
Dear Miss Rhiannon Estrada, It might be odd receiving a letter form a complete stranger, but I ended up with a copy of Tower and the Gate: the Sallow Rose by Lloyd F.P. Lamb that once belonged to you. Your notes were very instighful and done right funny if I do say. It had you address on the inside cover, so I contacted you wanting to ask about book recommendations. I always have trouble finding books I ...
Return Address: Ida Merritt-Payne 2187 O Conner Street Albany, Georgia(GA), 31707 Delivery Address: Rueben-James L. Haines-Payne 830 Beaver Ridge Lane Hamburg, NY 14075 September 15, 20XX Dear Reuben, I hope this finds you well, I have been struggling wi...
In the light of the full moon I look down at the large hawaiian pizza with extra pineapple in my hands, then back to roof top where Robin Crawford had disappeared into the jewelry store, then to my watch: 10:43 p.m., then to the address to where the sin of a pizza was order to be delivered to. Wait sorry I have a habit of going to fast for others to understand and skipping ahead let me start at the very beginni...
Jade was captured by general Morton while she retuning from the her meeting with the last witch of the path (long story for later). Then her escaped was added by Veran in disguise. During the prison break Veran was injured and knocked out, revealing who he was to Jade. After he came too and Jade tried to gain him as an ally, Veran attacked her explaining that if anyone going take her down it would be him. Once Jade got away she went straight home, Veran did as well nursing his wound on the way.Characters seen here:Jade: prot...
Agapito Reynolds looked at the gloves in his hands and felt anger. He walked over to the window and reflected on his surroundings inside this abandoned building. He had always loved Bright Secrybo city with its skyline, expansive growth, and the life through out it. But his anger boiled still, the last few weeks, why he was here in this building, the actions Agapito had taken up till now, thought about these made him ma...
Jade listens closely to the heavy snoring of Matt, Zoe talking in her sleep about something along the lines of cake robots, and the flipping of pages as Cain reads a book. Keeping her eyes closed and breathing steady, lying still in bed as if she was asleep. She is waiting for one thing and one thing only, Cain’s book fall out of his hands and on to the floor as a sigh that he has finally fall in asleep. Jade thought for a second should she do this, leave her friends, fight Heath alone (or die trying). Can she do this after all she has g...
As the minotaur picked me up by the throat a lot of thoughts went through my head like: Why did I go on this school trip? Why did my parents sign the permission form? If I die here none of my siblings are allowed in my room. Does this mean I didn’t graduate? Someone better clear my search history. I started writing my eulogy: Key Dorothy Jones eldest of three, die age seven-teen at the hand of a bull man. She left every...
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