《a piece of moon and the sunflower star》I love her...
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I love her placid, hazel eyes.
One glance at them won't suffice.
For her smile, I swear, I'm ready to perish twice.
But guess what? She like boys.
I love her cinnamon skin.
The way she shine, only I have seen.
For her presence,I swear, I'm ready to commit a sin.
But guess what? She like boys.
I love her cherry pink lips.
She holds the magic on her finger tips.
For her love, I swear, I'm ready to take all the risks.
But guess what? She like boys.
I love everything, she did or said.
But I think this love is one sided.
Or maybe there's something she hide.
But guess what she said?"She don't really like boys."
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Coronation Day
In the capital of Alhamkara, Princess Keiko prepares for her marriage to Lord Torando, a political union to secure the peace and prosperity of her kingdom. It is her hope that a sacrifice of her own freedom will help usher in a new golden age, an era in which some of the greatness of humanity, now vanished, may be recaptured. Unfortunately, masked men from the underbelly of society tend not to care about the machinations of kings and queens. Join me in this ongoing tale of adventure, action, romance, and drama as Keiko takes her life into her own hands... or paws.
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Alive
At the center of a now unmoving battlefield the remains of a corpse rose from the others. A pile of bones held together by unknown means looked over the cadaver covered soil into the starry night. "What are those? Where am I? Who am I? What is my purpose?" Words formed questions in its head, none of which had an answer... For now, as a thought creeped up in its mind giving a reason to its movements: "I want to know" [Hello everyone, before you start reading this, if you want to read this, do know that this is just an idea that suddently appeared in my mind and I wanted to write it down so I'm not sure when the updates will appear though I did imagine the whole story {More like the beginning and the end}. Other points to know are that this is my first story {Yay!} And that english is not my first language, so please give me a lot of advices. Have a nice read~]
8 173 - In Serial35 Chapters
Risky Sailing
Gabe was weak.. he was destined to die at an early age... and his clan had discarded him like scrap paper. with only his servant Colin at his side, he has been forced to trek accross the unending face of the world simply to grasp at the hope of survining past 20. But really, there was no hope at all he would make it. that is untill Destiny, chance, and Doom hand deliver a package to his doorstep. a package that should he accept would allow him to lead a better life. who would have thought however that Gabe would not be satisfied with just that, and instead sets his sights on the very heavens themselves, risking everything time and time again to gain what no-one ever thought was posible to gain. And while this young man is stealing his own fate back from the hands of higherpowers, A greater danger is lurking beyond the world he calls home. a danger Gabe will have to colide with one way or another.
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Reminiscence
My website: https://putiancom.wordpress.com This is a short story about revenge or something along the lines. (This is my first story ever written so please go ham at criticising my work.) Death. It is a form of punishment or torture. And can be also be a form of salvation. Ultimately, it forms different perspectives depending on the beholder itself and on how the beholder take it as. Life. A point in time where finding your purpose. Purpose, of life itself and experience its flow, either epiphany or hell. Death. It is an end. A point of no return. It also makes the beholder feel free, breaking away from the chain of life. It makes the beholder recollect and reflect when crossing the boundary between life and death. Boundaries. A place where a path will ultimately, be chosen with or without consideration in the decision, free. . . . A place where recounting life, take it as a feeling. The joys and sorrow accumulated, playing back, making the beholder reexperience life. "Reminiscing."
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Player Invasion: The Ember of the Forsaken Throne
Many years had passed when foreign people who called themselves "Players" had arrived in our land... They were all unreasonable and mad and we were helpless... They have unimaginable powers that defy our understanding of magic and faith... The Kingdom's strongest Knight Champion was killed in the final defense at the capital. The Great Sword King together with the Grand Wizard has perished together after attacking the Player's known headquarters. The Priestess who tried to seek help from the Elven and Dwarve's Nation was missing. The previous Tyrant King who bent his knees and surrendered his land was still mercilessly killed. Even the legendary hero, the protector of our continent, the pride of the allied nations, and the last Sky Dragon of this generation was now a slave to these so-called Players... Now... They've set their eyes on me. It's my turn to be hunted by the Players as the last descendant of the royal bloodline. Luckily, the gods haven't given up on us and gave us hope to live on. "The Awakening"
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The Hunt
Cecily's blade swung, hitting its mark as always. The man's arm fell to the cold grass of the prison with a familiar thud. He let out a blood curdling scream. A warning to the rest. Stay away, the Hunter is here. That's the name they'd given her, the Hunter. After she cut off the man who tried to rape hers masculinity, they stayed away. She'd made it clear anyone who tried to touch her would be hunted and slaughtered. Cecily kneeled down, pushing the man's face into the dirt so she could use his back as a seat while she trifled through his belongings. "You're hurting my ears," she told him, no remorse in her voice. "Quiet down before I really do kill you."The man but his lip, well aware that she wasn't lying. Sobs shook him, making for an uncomfortable seat. She, however, didn't particularly feel the beed to kill him. It happened, not often, but it did. "Oh, hush up," she hissed, taking out a bag of rations with her metal hand, "it doesn't hurt that bad."With her good, human hand, she dropped the plastic bag of food into her own bag. She pushed up, off the man back. As she was about to walk away, bag slung over her shoulder, brushing against her autumn colored braid, she turned back to him. "Consider yourself lucky," she said, no hatred in her voice, there never was. "Consider yourself lucky that you didn't do anything stupid. And even luckier if one of the scum bagged criminals in here feel a little light in their hearts and help you. Consider yourself luckier if you die there."With that, her old black and white Nike sneakers carried her off into the brush of the huge prison.
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