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Ch1. The Meeting"Princess of Niagriston"
By: Chris Healey aka Xephyer
Chapter 1 – The Meeting
A voice was heard from the ears of the Galient knight, Tundra. It was soothing to his ears as he walked through an open terrain, in search of blueberries in the forest near by. He looked in many directions to try and find out where the voice was coming from. It was coming from his left side, straight in the dark forest where nobody goes because of the twenty-four hour gloominess and darkness surrounding it. He thought for a moment, whether or not he should go in the dark forest to try and find the wonderful singer, or whether or not to try and find his blueberries in the bright forest, which was to his right.
Tundra took his time as he chose to search for the voice. He ventured deep within the dark forest of Phonos. As dark as it was becoming as he continued walking, it soon began getting brighter as a single voice became louder and more beautiful to the ear. Tundra noticed a lonely girl singing as she looked
When Christmas CameWhen Christmas came,
I saught for joy.
I laughed for hours,
While I'm still a boy.
It was a wonderful evening,
Oh that Christmas day.
I enjoyed every moment,
Wishing it would stay.
I got many presents,
Oh yes I did,
On Christmas morning,
Whilst I'm a kid.
I enjoyed Christmas this year,
I must say,
That even my older siblings,
Had a very good day.
Oh that Christmas morning,
I'll never forget,
How I spent it with my family,
And i'll never regret.
Oh when Christmas came,
Oh when Christmas came.
Poem - My LoveMy Love
When you're down,
I'll pick you up,
I'll turn your frown,
Right side up.
A smile from you,
Warms my heart,
I know your smiles true,
Cause it's how things start.
When we're together,
I feel whole,
Now and forever,
We'll fill in one soul.
You're my love,
My blooming being,
Forever the sweet dove,
Shall we be seeing.
Poem - "Megan"Megan
Your eyes twinkle above me,
Sparkly so brightly, so free,
Words can't describe the feelings I'm feeling,
Even through the cards I've been dealing.
The short time we've spent together will be infinite,
Everyday, every moment, will stay and be definite,
Your voice and emotions tell who you are inside,
While your actions show what you'll come to abide.
Your love is so true,
I know it's so you,
I love you like you love me,
I hope that's what you can see.
Our hearts are bonded together,
But the pieces are light as a feather,
Like the wind so free and light,
For no love will shine ever so bright.
Quests of Ataru - Chapter 1
Introduction: Ataru Taerio, a detective and Demon slayer for the U.A.F.D.A.I(Undercover Agents for the Federal Demon and Artifacts Investigations.), has accepted a list of missions he must do in a short period of time per mission to receive $5.7 Billion at the end from Governor Rin, who had his items stolen and has put up that amount as the reward for the safe return of those items within 7 days or else the items will all disappear from the lack of magic each hold in them. each must be brought back immediately to Gov. Rin.
Chapter 1 - The Sword of Shoujiki
"Slow down!" a passenger said, barely being able to move with the speed the Jet Train was going.
The driver looked back in a gazed sight with blurriness from 'speed shock' coming off of the Jet Train. He knew he had heard something, but was unsure of what had been said by the second passenger on the right. The passenger had given him a hard and unsure look to his eyes, the driver gave him the same look.
"What!?" The driver
To My SisterYou dress like a Disney Princess,
And play with pretty dolls;
Your laughter warms our hearts,
Your smile lifts our souls.
You stumble when you walk,
And you can’t say my name;
You dance to invisible music,
Everyone says we’re the same.
You have curly blonde hair,
And big brown eyes;
A smiling flower of a face,
And chubby baby thighs.
You will grow to be big,
And you will change;
You’ll learn the world’s scary,
As much as it is strange.
If I could give you one tip,
And know that you’d follow it,
It’d be: be who you are,
Live like there’s no tomorrow.
Don’t strive for beauty,
Don’t live for lies;
Find beauty in living and
Keep putting beauty into
Other people’s lives.
happy family.and it would make no difference
if these walls could
because even they know when
to keep quiet.
Prodigal's SearchProdigal's Search
Tormented in school, berated at home
A constant need to live this life alone
I finished school to go abroad
My heart weighed with a heavy load
And every step I took then
Echoed with my mother's voice
An empty heart and a sad soul
Need time to recover and become whole
I needed to live among caring men
So I would not relive that life again
But still I heard that woman's voice
I wandered far and away back then
Vowing never to return home again
Haunted and hounded by my mother's ghost
Peace is desired but it has a heavy cost
Only now at the side of one I love
Who heals and soothes with a velvet glove
Does that voice soften and sound like the wind
And drift away like my dreams from my mind
And in the end I realized
That only my father and my sister cared
The former supported me till now more than I knew
The latter supports me at every thing I do
And I no longer hear that awful voice
post-crisiswell, now it's all over and gone
memories linger, and pain
triumphs lost to tear-stains
the worst part is you'll never know why
though you'll try to figure it out, put it to rest
your head tells you to give up,
but your heart won't let go.
There real.You say they are myths?
Well I've seen the truth.
It's amazing how hurt, and lies can get you.
How your mind is like a clock.
A ticking time bomb perhaps.
Sanity is waiting.
Waiting just to be snapped.
You say you don't fear the woods.
There's nothing to be afraid.
The wind feels good across your face.
Well darling, you don't know what game you've started to play.
These stories are all fake you say?
Nothing to fear.
But now you have traveld to the woods.
Fear, the monsters are near.
You say you will play the game.
The game that you have won.
Your not afraid to test your fate.
Say it is all just good fun.
Well don't say okay, he will kill you now wait and see.
For you've met with a terrible fate haven't you?
Or you say you don't sleep.
You just don't feel we'll.
but here comes the prince.
The prince of hell.
A slick of the blade will
Sleep, Little ChildHush, little child,
Close your weary eyes
And rest well
For you are in good hands.
You need not worry what tomorrow brings,
The sun will bring a new day for you,
Welcoming you into this world,
A brand new life awaits just for you.
And do you know what else, little child?
You've got your whole life ahead of you,
Whether that path is a long or short one
Rough or simple
You will make it and if you should
If you should make mistakes
Feel pain or sorrow,
You will grow stronger
And braver someday.
So don’t be scared, little child,
The world is at your finger tips
And when it comes closer
Catch it in your little hands
And hold it close to your heart
Because one day you will be able to see
The love it holds inside for you.
Oh, little child
You don’t even know
How lucky you are to be here,
And maybe you’ll never know,
You might not know for a very long time
You might never know throughout your whole life.
Most people don’t,
And that’s okay
Because you a
vulture of the nighti woke up to the sound
walking the stairs
you're coming my way and
tears start streaming down my face
i try to hide between the sheets, but i know i will be seen
and you will look at me.
lying about pregnancy is
(i'm sorry you were never born)
The Sister from HeavenWhat can I say that can possibly do justice to how incredible you are?!
Macie, you give me so much hope and happiness!
As I write these words I can't help but feel honored to know you
The words escape me that can properly express what you mean to me
You fill my heart with such joy that is so rare to find sometimes.
RPing with you is one of the few things I look forward to most when I go to the library.
Your art is so beautiful!
Your stories are amazing!
Oh, What I wouldn't give to see you in person and thank you for everything!
But the truth is, Macie....
I can never thank you enogh!
I've done nothing compared to all you've done for me, Sis!
You've told me lately to look to the future.
And honestly, the future seems so far away.
All I can focus on is the present
and living from day to day.
I feel like I have no future.
Like I have nothing to shoot for.
My future lies in the love of my friends
Including the most incredible sister!
Macie, U will forever
WhoWho am I?
The crying girl, who puts on a smile, working hard to be her.
Who am I?
Who is she?
The hiding spy, who is nice, only to turn on her back.
Who is she?
Who is he?
The teasing bully, who makes fun of others, hiding his secrets.
Who is he?
Who are they?
Those who command, who think they control, taking power that isn't theirs.
Who are they?
Who are we?
The quiet people, who roam the halls, not sure if they want to be found or not.
Who are we?
Who is she?
The screaming women, who despises life, working to make her living.
Who is she?
Who is he?
The busy man, who is too busy, leaving his loved behind.
Who is he?
Poem - Blind Sun
I sat upon the grazing grass
As the sun continued beaming pass.
I looked above for minutes long
Thinking of a high pitched song
When I seen light.
The light I saw
Felt warm and so bright
a realized soon after
what I thought was right.
My life turned around
on that same day
I imaged nothing no more.
That was the price I had to pay,
Not knowing who I was anymore.
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