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Their meetings were always hurried, full of touches that were just a little too hard and kisses that involved too much tooth. Neither complained, there was no time for them to argue now. No time for prolonged, wordless struggles as to who was on top, no time to tease. It just happened.
It was only in the afterglow, the bittersweet sweat and laboured breaths, that they talked. Quiet murmurs accompanied by lips on skin, a squeeze of the hand on a hip.
"I haven't got long." Jaye would say, his once perfectly straightened and styled blond hair now a mess, stuck to the pillow with sweat.
His partner knew, and would only nod, close his one working eye, and press his lips somewhere else on Jaye's chest. "Did you get it on disc?"
The blond always did he knew how it worked and sat up to pull it from his jacket. He could feel the other man tightening the arm around his waist, as if re
Medici castle was on a scale that was rarely built on these days. Three hours ride out of Argonia at a gallop, it sat atop a cliff set just in from the sea, proudly overlooking the de'Medici's traditional holdings to Argonia's west. The land had been in the family for generations, and their line could be traced back even further than that. They were a force in politics, a well-worn family name that would come to Argonia's aid when asked and their constant grip on land so close to the city proved that.
However, it hardly made the place more welcoming in the winter. While heavy tapestries were hung up over the windows and fires were stoked at all hours of the day, there was a distinct chill to the air that crept through the walls itself. Torches lined the corridors, their shadows spooking the servant's children as their shirked their duties. The entire affair, outside of the noble's wing, felt much like a
Persephone Thesis: CreativePersephone Thesis: Creative Component
May you be renewed in tranquillity and wisdom.
The music came as a stab of sun, illusions of flowers splashing against the walls with every note squeezed from the harp. The echoes of hell were shaved away, tamed into the drabbles of a brook or the sea, and rock vaporised into the fresh damp of newly cut grass. Knuckles white and painful around the cruel arm of my throne I felt everything shatter again, the now familiar dark walls and stone melting away to grass and flowers and light, oh sweet light. Soft things, wet like tears. I let them fall, gritting my teeth against my tongue and ignoring the biting salty smell. I would not be seen to move, this man could not touch me, could not ruin what Id rebuilt. I would destroy him first.
We had seen him coming. Nothing living entered here without notice. They were bright against the gloomy shades, we could
The Rose RideThe Rose Ride
By Tricia Pattinson
The Sun’s pink rose
the far off
of Milky Valley
As the curtain
of Night’s stars
up 1 Oak Tree
as Rabbit House.
on Patti Rabbit’s
to her friend.
of the rose light.
want to try
and catch it,”
out of bed
My old friendi remember the time we played together
i remember the time we had talked to eathover,
shared each overs secrets
play till it got dark
but it all changed on fatefull day
when you claimed you where too old
and let me to rot in my room with nothing to do
trying to find a better friend than you.
PnF: Kroniki Swiata Wynourzonego part 11Na horyzoncie można było zauważyć wielką czarną plamę.
-Co to jest?-pyta Izabella wychylając się za pleców Phineasa.
-Kraina Mroku kiedyś nazywana Krainą Nocy.-odpowiada San, a po jego plecach przebiega dreszcz.
-Nazz wiesz gdzie dokładnie znajduje się ta świątynia?-pyta Ferb przyglądając się niebiesko-włosej, ta w odpowiedzi pokręciła tylko głową.
-Ja wiem gdzie to jest.-wtrąca się San.
-To wspaniale, prowadź.-mówi uradowany Phineas. Mężczyzna kieruje wywerna w stronę ciemniej masy na horyzoncie. Lecieli już od dobrych kilku godzin, bez żadnych postojów.
-Możemy zrobić jakiś przerwę? Tyłek mnie już boli.-jęczy Buford gdy tylko znaleźli się na terenie Krainy Nocy.
-Jeśli ci życie nie miłe to ląduj, ja lecę dalej do świątyni i jak najszybcie
The Young LassThere sat a young lass
On the fair green grass
Nothing was there to do,
‘cept wish for something to—
Keep her little head occupied
Yet she knew not and cried:
“Please!” she wailed,
“A dance, a play, or just something—
To end boredom’s sting!”
And so, with no reply,
She could only sigh
Removing herself from her seat,
The little lass decides “Better to eat”
‘Stead of singing or dancing,
She retires to chancing:
At home, will there be dinner—
Or, would she be left thinner?
The sweet little lass,
Decides nothing good will pass
For even if there be food
Nothing will please her mood
She takes leave to go
See what the town could bestow
To ease the boredom that lied;
Claiming that it could be satisfied
Yet, all attempts had failed—
The misery that boredom can bring,
Latches on: an irremovable ring
“Oh! I could just die!
If the town is dry!”
Thus the lass squeaked—
Impatient for any treat
Do you know the story of the Hourglass Girl?"There's a girl walking in a desert
with no winds, endlessly circling,
wearing a scarlet dress or blue jeans -
whichever you prefer.
She should be thirsty, tired, hungry,
and a million other things - why, yes,
she should be bloody terrified!
Being in a desert with no winds.
But she seems calm and unperturbed,
almost as if she was used to all of this.
What do you think, is she bored?
You would be, I have no doubt.
So let's give the hourglass a shake,
watch her tumble and make an angry,
tiny fist at you when she hits the glass.
And look! Now she laughs.
Can you see?"
"Who is she?"
"She could be you, or me,
someone you love,
someone you hate -
mayhaps a bit of both?
She could be old, or young,
she could be no she at all! What she is,
in the end, is whatever you wish to see
because she's not from this reality.
It shan't surprise you then,
that whenever you look at her,
she could look different, until
you can't see her anymore.
You know, she is but an hourglass girl -
one day you mig
Sometimes (The First)Sometimes,
I would tell myself that God works in mysterious ways
The devil was scary
And I would shake beneath my blanket as he spoke to me through the bedroom window
And even though I was surrounded, I was so very alone.
The cracks through seven layers of plaster 'made to hold the walls together' were the most beautiful sight to me
And the chorus of angels sitting above my head as I nodded off to the sound of the pastor's voice was all I wanted to be, I wanted to sing with them and
Show them just how hard I could try.
The stern tone of voice meant that someone was in trouble, or unhappy, and it was time to
Step up and take the blame for someone else's sins,
Because I thought it was the right thing to do, and it didn't matter what the punishment would be
I didn't know of regret
I only knew that I wanted the fighting to
I would tell myself that I am not alone, that He is watching me, that
I am loved
That I am protected
And no, the devil could not reach me
Ai to senso-6Bueno después de descubrir el problema del fantasma nos fuimos del bosque
y los acompañe a su casa por que yo no tenia a donde ir y los acompañe
como niña buena ewe y también por Shun-espera que estoy diciendo-como
alguien como yo se puede enamorar de un simple humano bueno si megusta pero
Yumiko:¿Y bueno y donde viven?
Shun:Ha bueno nosotros no tenemos una familia literalmente
Yumiko:¿Como,no entiendo?(yo siempre me cofundo)
Ikki:A lo que se refiere es que el y yo somos huérfanos
Bueno e hablado mucho de mi y ahora les contare sobre lo que le paso a Mirai
Miraihay que me paso)haaa(?)*se que da viendo a Eren*(que tendrá y se que voy
hacer)ABRAZO DE LA AMISTAD
Yo después de acompañar a los chicos bueno yo me fui a vagar por todo el lugar
cuando de repente escuche unos gritos llamándome.
ThoMarie: el amor cambiaThoMarie: El amor cambia Tráiler
Thomas: te amo
Marie: yo igual
PERO UNA PELEA
Marie: ¿¡porque lo hiciste!?
Thomas: Marie cálmate
Jazz: somos sus amigos debemos ayudarlos
Dezz: pero si se están separando…
Fred: y eso hace que nosotros también
Xavier: hay que hacer algo
PERO ELLOS NO SABEN
Thomas: te amo brid
Marie: te amo Jack
Common ColdBeing sick is no fun
You've got green
I think orange
Is a little alarming
So I hope I feel better
Because my head feels like
Cotton balls are too close
Hugging each other tightly
My nose is having the best
Running all over the place
Leaving a parade of
Tissues all around me
It's kind of funny
But also a pain
Oh, my lovely fish
It gives me great joy to see you swimming
When I go on holidays I miss you and hope you are well
At night it gives me happiness to feed you and watch you
Every day you swim with your friend Silvie
Sometimes at night I like to listen to the sound of your pump
No other fish of mine has lived so long so that must be a sign that you love me
Even if you die tomorrow I will always remember you
AndromedaAmongst the darkened skies
Brightened by only starlight
Field & Sea.
Gravity is only an afterthought
Hilltops become ladders into the sky while
Inferior planets stare down upon the Earth
Jealous of such simplicity yet contemplating grandeur.
Keppler only thought of science
Linear, elliptical, movement…
Mythology had no such thoughts
Neptune & Nebulas both inhabit space
Orbiting across the lonely darkness
Probably never worried about mundane things
Questioning their existence
Right now or for all eternity such as us.
Shooting stars make us joyful while
Terminator is an otherworldly spectacle
Unknown to all those hidden in their houses
Various stars await us outside
Waiting to play like we did before
Xenagogue & inviting
Youthful but ancient curiosities.
Zenith induced euphoria continues until daylight…
Transformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in War
Setting: Sometime during the Bay films
Characters: Optimus Prime
We came to this planet because ours was gone.
The quest for power consumed our home. The need for domination destroyed us. Still we live, and yet there is a piece in each of us that has been decimated forever. We will never recover what we have lost.
I look down upon this planet, and I wonder why we try.
It is evident by now that we have lost the capacity for peace. War follows in our wake. We came to retrieve the AllSpark, which has long since been lost, and we are still here. All that came of attempting to revive our planet was the relocation of the war from our planet of death to this planet of life. There is so much life on this planet. All of it we have sworn to protect. This is the promise we have made to them. But the promise would not need to have been made if we had never co
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