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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
He's Not HeavyWhen the ship sails away
And the skies lose their color,
Who'll stop the rain from soaking our clothes?
Beetles will crawl
We may be small
But, they are even smaller
And in the end
It doesn't matter
Even when we're dead
You'll always be my little brother
FriendsFriends is a unique term.
I always wonder why i called people friends.
How can we give people name like that.
I been wondering that myself, but i know the answer.
Because we trust them, like, or have fun with.
No matter what the are great people.
They are the one that discuss each other hard time.
Sometime they are the one you fall in love with.
Go shopping with or even talk gossip with.
So the concept of friends is different from everyone.
Some are close and other aren't not.
And sometime you hate them and love.
No matter what they are.
They are still your friends.
Friend for ever and friends for life.
Female dogNow I’m an old dog, I’ve seen this old block.
So if you’d like to know, Miss Jane and John Doe,
why the new kid is something,
really off her rock.
I’m an old dog lyin’ down on a hot summer day.
I ain’t nothing but a hound dog
crying all the time, I suppose
But when I was ‘round her,
you’ll see why I’ve hid my nose.
She’s a spunky little puppy,
a cute one at that
Though she’s a fluffy young puppy,
I could swear she’s a cat.
Now a female dog.
That’s what assholes call ladies
who speak out their minds
Now a female dog.
is what ladies
call a female asshole.
So she’s a lying little cat
and at the same time,
she’s a dirty rat.
While she’s a female dog, she’s as courteous as a hog.
I don’t call her a female dog for no reason.
She speaks her mind, alright
but it’s not anything worth believing.
No, what she says isn’t sense or a worth a hark
After all, anything that comes from
Where I'm FromI am
from Faber-Castell and Prismacolors.
I am from the sunlight through the windows...
Luminous, nostalgic, it radiated warmth.
I am from the tulips
which withers in time,
but holds on to the smallest ray of light.
I am from mooncakes and noses,
from Moñen and Merlin
I am from the share the joy and keep it close
From family comes first and art runs in the blood.
I am from He is my refuge and my fortress
And love is patient, love is kind
To love never fails.
I'm from MaDocs and silver rings,
adobo and tofu
From the so-called distant cousin taken by the monster in the trees,
and the niece who never ate her vegetables.
I am from the crowded closet,
filled with stacks of ancient, decrepit photographs,
A shelf for the long gone
Another for the newcomers
And the reserved, for if calamity strikes,
We will treasure precious memories
HappinessIf you choose the right path
you will find happiness
If you choose the wrong path
You will also find happiness
but it won't last long
MemoriesThe smell of memories
is the perfume your mother used to wear
is your grandmother's copy of Black Beauty
is the blanket you held when you were sick
is the clean laundry on a Sunday morning
is the dust resting on family photos
The smell of memories
will never be
LucasOh how time does fly
Past us as a whisper
In the wind or in the
Breath of every mouth
It seems just yesterday
I heard you cry and cradled
You in my arms as
You were surrounded in
White like the angel
It seems just yesterday
You smiled up at me
And you laughed at
Although I cried
Tears of happiness
Which filled my heart
To the brim
The joy in your eyes have settled
It seems just yesterday
I held your hands
They were engulfed into my palms
You grasped my thumbs
And I taught you how to stand
Your blank expression and sudden
Laughter converted my cold heart
Into a blanket of the utmost warmth
Which exists only for you
Now you are of double years
And you do so much
Independently as you walk
You run, you jump, you swim
And you speak and laugh
You bring me happiness
That no one ever has
With your beautiful simplicity
And your simplistic beauty
Oh how time does fly
My love, so let it fly
In the direction you
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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