HereComesDragons
The lullaby played in the distance as Laurel came to her room. Her nightgown made her already pale skin look even paler. It was sheer and white. She picked up a folded letter on the stand beside her bed and caressed the seal.
He was destined to take over the throne. Nothing could stop him not even his older brother. He knew it was supposed to be him. That night he would thrust the dagger deep into his brother's breast and claim the future of the crown for his own. No longer looking up to his brother but looking down to the land he now ruled.
The size of the cake didn't surprise Megan. She knew how big and fancy Rachel liked everything. Rachel had a huge house, and a huge wedding, and what better to go with it than a huge cake?
The end of the street was covered it what appeared to be blood. Charlie did not know where it had come from. Was it human blood? Or a different animal? He hoped with all his might that they had not just found what remained of poor Samantha Miller.
The compass was the only way back home. The only portal left that would bring them back to their long desired Storybrook. Yet the evil queen had it, what where they to do?
A politician is a cruel man. He is one who conquers for their own selfish gain. Saying it is for the people when really it is just for himself. Never caring of the consequences of his actions unless the involve the down fall of himself or the uplifting of himself.
The promise of a new day, is never given. No one can promise that you will live tomorrow. So live today as you never have, do things you've never done, because there is no promise for a new day.
I promise no matter what happens I will be there for you. Every fall, every scrape. I will always be there for you. You are all that matters to me. With every breath I wish I was close to you. I wish you would rap your arms around me, and I would whisper that I love you in your ear.
The reference to the book was staring at Sherlock in the face. How could he not have seen it? It was so obvious. The only clue he had missed in the whole case. He would beat Moriarty this time, even if it would be his last. A life for a life.
What experience is better gained than by working side by side with a friend? A person you can trust with just about anything. Someone whom you can share the experience with and look back and laugh at it.
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