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Mothers Katara remembered when her mother had been killed. It had taken years before she had actually been able to get a full nights rest. She would usually spend the nights crying, calling for her mother. For some reason, every time her father came in to calm her down, she would always wait, her shaken blue eyes waiting to see if maybe that day had been a horrible nightmare, that it had all been in her mind and both of her parents were coming right now to tuck her in. But she’d never come.
But that had been years ago, so long ago that even Sokka had recovered….
So why was she crying now?
She had woken up in the middle of the night, t
Self-LoveWith the close of my eyes,
I can shut out the darkness and indulge in imagination.
Words whispered in mind arouse the body;
awakening a natural instinct of carnal exploration.
In these private moments,
personal hands make-believe the hands of memory bound lovers.
Intimate reminiscing introduces me to past quests;
and reacquaints me with myself in the most splendid of manners.
The Sorcery of SeductionI, from my heart, give you this fire
To ignite the flames of young desire.
You know me not, yet your heart does see
Something beneath which the eyes can't perceive.
The flames will devour; thought-pervading lust
You cannot it escape it. Surrender you must.
Oh, my sweetest, dare not resist
Your burning love will only persist
Though to this moment, you deny me still
For love you'll give in and bend to my will.
And under full moon, when our starry eyes meet
Your fate will be sealed - my love spell complete.
By my intent and your heart's wish
Our lips shall be locked
in a fatal kiss.
Capitulo 3 Yo no elegi esta vidaCapitulo 3 Amigos
-Verdad, ja,¿que haces aqui?-
-Bueno venia a distraerme con mis amigos,¿quieres que te los presente?-
Me tomo la mano y nose, senti...un reboloteo, bueno, no pensare en eso, el es solo otra de mis victimas, me concentrare a lo que vine.
-Oye, porque siempre estas sola, ¿no tienes amigos?-
-No, es solo que soy nueva aqui, solo vine por trabajo- (señale mi camara)
-Y ¿cuanto tiempo te quedaras?-
-No lose, tal vez unos 3 meses, no estoy segura-
-Entiendo, bueno mientras estas aqui, mis amigos y yo estaremos a tu lado-
Beren and Luthien duet[Beren]
Here, in this foreign forest
So unknown to me
My eyes fell on a graceful lady,
The most beautiful of them all.
And here, in this strange land
I saw her hypnotyzing dance
And heard her wonderful voice,
The voice of this lady
The most beautiful of them all
I had no courage to call
Or heart to speak
So strong is her spell,
Yet I do not wish to break free.
But there she disappears
Behind tress and leaves
How hollow my heart is!
How my soul cannot take this!
One day there she comes again
Swinging and singing
Everything comes to life
As she is splendidly spinning
I was caught once more in the charms
Of her steps and voice
Between Love and War Chapter 3Once they arrived back at the manor their friends noticed how quiet and sad she was. Maria, Marquest and Richard decided to find out why. They had spotted her in the garden sitting on the bench.
‘’Say Garnet what is bothering you’’ Maria asked.
‘’Oh nothing’’ said Garnet as she was reading one of her books.
‘’Something is wrong Garnet tell us’’ said Marquest.
‘’It is this boy I met he seemed so sweet and lost but’’ said Garnet stopping herself.
‘’But what’’ said Richard.
‘’I will never see him again oh Marcus if only we were together again I guess you only appear in my dreams’’ said Garnet.
Getting up as she left the book on the bench she walked over the fountain as the water trickled over the sides.
She knew one song for this feeling she had. Maybe she thought it was better to be alone. Remebering a song Richard taught her as they left her on
DanceTake my hand,
Let's find a place
Where nobody else can see us,
A place just for you and me
Our own paradise.
Our passion will play
A song for us to dance
Under the white moonlight
We will swing and spin
And our voices will spread noise
In the cold forests
And we will break the silence
With our laughs
We will shine in the night
With our smiles
It seems so perfect,
Yet it isn't enough...
An hour with you passes like a minute
If time stopped now
It would freeze me smiling in your arms
But here comes the dawn
To tear my dream
And you walk away
To hide like a shadow
And I am left alone to wait
For another night.
Bound to the PassionBound to the Passion
by Art Russell
you know it almost always starts with a look , a look that sends a shiver up my spine
sometimes you glance at me over a book , your eyes pierce to the center of my mind
I look at you and think of two , of skin to touch and things to do
we've loved and learned and melted together , and burned so bright anew
(I remember when we first did something like this , oh the kiss)
you rise from your seat and walk away , seeming to say nothing at all
but we are bound to the past as we are to today and tho you said nothing I heard your call
I follow you from close behind , my soul warming as I catch you
Sleeping in fantasyI feel like
I want to get lost in the ocean
Of a pair of eyes
I have never seen before.
I often feel like
I wish to be held
In the strong arms of someone
I haven't met before.
I often dream of
Falling asleep while resting
On someone else's chest
Feeling so safe, feeling loved.
I often want to speak my mind
But am I so blind
That I seek something
Which is only in my mind?
Or am I dreaming of something,
Of a love never seen before,
And it will not happen at all?
Will I sail in the seas of starry skies
Still searching for my half?
Or will I find him
Somewhere lost between dreams and reality
A world so colorful,yet gray
Wandering and calling
Light of a Princess's Heart Chapter 2Purple smoke erupted as it formed into Ratisuis who they vowed never to see again. He landed with a soft grace onto the ground.
‘’Well, well a party and no one invited me’’ said Ratisuis giving a sly grin.
‘’You weren’t wanted’’ said Fievel bravely.
He had remembered the last time since Ratisuis came to Green River. How he had helped Ratigan and Cat R Waul nearly rule over the town.
‘’Speaking of unwanted guests where is Ratigan’’ Basil asked raising an eyebrow.
Everyone wasn’t stupid they knew somehow Ratigan was still alive after the final battle with Rosa and Darios.
Ratisuis didn’t say a word he used his powers with the force of his strength to throw Basil to the side. His brown eyes which quickly changed from that dark shade of violet to brown. As he stared at the baby in Rosa’s arms.
‘’So this is the child that was destined to end my existence she doesn’t look like mu
Between Love and War Chapter 5Ratigan sat in his throne as he listened to the mouse who had reported of Marcus’s meeting with this strange girl mouse.
‘’If she is who I believe her to be than keep a watchful eye on Marcus he could lead to Basil’s undoing’’ said Ratigan with a sly grin.
The mouse nodded heading off.
Ratigan grinned it was the only piece of good news he had. Soon he imagined ringing Basil’s neck or leaving him to suffer. Not before Alyson died in his arms as he had planned.
He knew his mind was filled of many other thoughts as he needed to rest on it.
The mouse saw Marcus turned homeward as he entered to find Bernard laying asleep waiting for his return in his seat.
Then Marcus knew something Bernard was once in love with one of friends of Basil’s wife. Before he came to help Katrina. He wondered cringing at the fact he needed Bernard’s help even that meant getting into another heated argument.
Walking slowly up he called Bernard’s name ther
The Arms of Only One ManThe Arms of Only One Man
Dictated by Puabi
"Only one man will satisfy my heart.....my beloved."
Much is said about my suitors
How they came, how they left, how they died.
Enough is said about my desire
How I longed, how I watched, how I cried.
I was fortunate that I was not reborn
I might have been alone again
But I had to wait for so many years
To lie in the arms of only one man
He was born in a tranquil age
He raised neither gun nor sword
He remains ever at my side
To protect and to satisfy my heart
Amythist Gray She was the girl with black hair and tons of eyeliner. The girl with black clothes and more piercings then i could probably count.
Her name was Amythist Gray, or so she said. She got called
'Emo bitch' and a freak every day, and she just hung her head and let her bangs cover everything.
I wasn't majorly popular or an over-tight nerd either. I was the quiet one who liked to sit outside and draw.
I liked to think i was a good artist, and drew everything. One day in the courtyard I was doodling a girl...
She wore a pixi like dress made of the night sky. Her hair was so dark it flickered purple in the light. She looked over a
Possibly a story?My blood. Oh God my blood.
it flowed from every opened wound on my
body. I feel.. No.. scratch that. I AM broken.
My wrist, my leg i feel it. The bone. Protrding from
my skin. Like some malicous thing, coming to attack me.
Only... It is me. Well a part of me anyways..
I need a doctor.. And some morphine. Yes morphine, morphine
is the God's necter when you're in the condition i seem to be in.
I'm seeping blood from my pores.. Yes i need morphine.. Lots of it.
Maybe some more blood to.
Dying.. I. Am. Dying. There is no other
way to put it. I'm laying here, with glass stuck in every
piece of my skin, and i'm calm.. Maybe the clam
To daddy. life has always been a game to me.
I never wondered what i couldn't be.
You told me, "Be whatever you please."
And i felt like i brought the world to it's knees.
That one girl with a venom tounge
A beutiful song she always sung.
Weither it shall sting, or wheither it shall
sooth, she spoke the words, velvet smooth.
Red her hair. Much like her temper,
She was so stubborn. Couldn't help her.
She liked it that way. No one else
had room to stay.
Your 2 cents never spent.
Good advice always lent.
Trust me she did, she took it to heart.
And to her brain. She grew so smart.
That one little girl, you told to be,
anything and e
Puppet.In and out the
as the clock bellows.
Twelve o'clock, mindnight,
sun is absent,
Puppet you are
held by strings,
As the metal cuts
deep. Burns and stings.
No happy endings,
they spoil the truth.
As his body drops dead,
trapped in youth.
You flee laughing, feeling alive...
Poor poor family... They couldn't survive.
Vampyre love.He held her close.
Breathed in her ear,
and whispered sweet nothings.
She closed her eyes and savored the bliss.
It hurt. At first. Then nothing but sheer bliss.
Like seeing through gauze, her vision half blured.
Making loud noises as he carried on,
Then.... everything blossemed untill she
couldn't take it anymore.
Crying out in pleasure, she heard a growl
escape his chest.
Nails scored his back and raked her
His heart beat under her skin,
her's under his. His plesure in
her belly, she could feel it.
Her blood filling him. Making
him moan louder and louder.
Her own pleasure eminating from
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