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Combining the elements, she concocted a nasty solution, but just enough to kill, not destroy. creeping to his bed, she neared to his face, brushed off his bangs, and gazed down at his slumbering eyes. She leaned down, whispered her eternal love, and, kissing his cheek, injects the poison into his skin, through his veins, and directly into his fragile heart.
the weather was savage, and the only way to survive was to be within the shelter. she knew this, however she couldn't leave the beauty of the storm's danger. and then it happened. he watched as the light of his life, his only reason to live was swallowed by the monster of the skies. he lost all sanity, jumping out of the shelter without a moment of doubt. but it was too late. the atmosphere was clearing up, and the remaints of the tragedy were nowhere to be found on land. then, he knew what he must do. join her in the worlds of above.
the clue was so unclear, yet blatantly obvious. throwing them off their tracks, they place it among the puzzle of the case of her death. the silver locket was as metallic as ever, however the picture had been removed. why, if she had been the only care taker of the jewelry and dead for 2 years, was it clean? and worse yet... how had it resurfaced from the neck of her corpse under the cold dirt of Death Yard?
the maze brought back memories. distant memories she never wished to revisit. memories of darker times and painful actions. yet there she was, lost in a maze, and swimming in a pool of regrets within the parameters of her mind. and then she thought, will this kill me? feeling the cold- or perhaps imagining it- she could not stop running, running as fast as she could through the tall tunnels which enclosed her. running. running from anything, everything.
and the festival of lights was so near commencing! the city was bright and ablaze,
but who would have guessed- they had a special guest,
and the party goers were in a craze.
who was this dark figure, looming in the near distance,
which one of us invited him here?
but amidst their confusion,
it was to their delusion,
it had been summoned thanks to their hidden fear.
chiefs, like the african chief in the southern mali empire, back in classical times. they held so much more power and respect compared to all others. especially women. but, you have no idea. the women got, like, no respect whatsoever. unless they died or something.
foreign reminds me of accents, like french accents, russian, english, because they are all different from american accents-my kind of accent. foreign in general though is pretty much anything new or our of the ordinary-unknown, almost, to you. it's pretty tight to learn new things, though. :)
whoa. strength can be used in a pretty versatile way. it could be physical strength - how many weights you can lift - or how strong you are emotionally. how many insults or words you can take, how long it would take to break you. strength varies in every heart and muscle. every. single. one.
figure. hmm. probably most people are gonna mention figures as in women figures and they're bodies or something like that but i am reminded of geometry. figures as in circles and squares and triangles and the fact that i haven't done my homework yet. it is the sillouhette! i wish i could spell that!
Wands are the shiznit. They are what drive the whole wizarding world! Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, Hogwarts, Ministry of Magic, Lord Voldomort, these are what come to mind when I hear the work=d Wand. It is a magical stick of wonders, not fully understood, but widely wished for.
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