The castle, It was large, had a great depth to it, and was anonymously placed on top a cliff.
Muddypawprints
Valeria stood upon her royal castle. Looking down at all her servants. She grabbed her plastic fork and threw at their lemonade stands. They became distraught at Queen Valeria, and so they decided to throw back lettuce and BBQ chicken back at her. But her castle was too tall, and it fell back in their faces.
I have always wanted a castle. For as long as I can remember. Every little girl wants to be a princess, but I really really wanted to have my own castle with hidden rooms and watersides and such.
a person’s home is their castle. it is their place of rest and safe-haven. they create a fence for a moat, a door for a draw bridge, a security system as their guard…they build up the walls around them so they may feel at peace when they are inside. a fortress that helps define the king or queen ruling their small domain.
I love to dream of being a princess and living in a castle. But then I always realize, I really am a princess, and a princess of the real Lord at that!
The turrets o fthe old castle loomed like monsters in the deeping sky, striking fear in the weary traveler’s heart.. I trembled at the sight. .My fears overcome my resolution to continue with my quest..
Lolet
I have a castle, a beautiful home, a fortress around me. I am waiting here, waiting for my Prince Charming. Or am I hiding from him? I’m scared of getting hurt, because so often Prince Charming turns as the clock strikes 12, turns into a frog. http://howtobecharming.wordpress.com
The soldiers walked slowly towards their target. The armor clanked against each other in their tight group, shields held high to protect themselves from the defense. With every step, more attention came down upon them.
Mark
It was desolate in the late afternoon Welsh sun. But you could imagine the medievil life that once bustled around the ramparts. shouting, laughing, jostling. Heaving with the smell of the middle ages.
holly mooore
tall monumental amzing standing over everyone proudly spreading messages of its existence
Kay
It was huge looming over the country side, watching to see what is was happening to the people in the village. Now empty. Stones worn down, green tinges to the side, echoes from the visitors, shrills from the birds surrounded us.
lisa
i wanted to live in one before i knew how cold and uncomfortable they were. they seemed more complete than a house. a house has no palperts, no dungeon, no armour gleaming for glory and an enemy. history bled through the walls and the stone lumbered with defiance
Jason Des Forges
Castles are where princesses and princes live. I have visited a castle in Germany. It was very weatherbeaten but it gave me a sense of how cold and drafty they must have been. Itdestroyed my notions of romanticism so that I no longer wish to be a princess in a castle.
I think people must have been
Sonia B
I want to be a princess when I grow up. I will live in an amazing castle with ribbons hanging from the towers and I will marry a strong prince who will become a fair and trustworthy ruler. We will have lots of babies and they will grow up to be best friends that dance around maples and play tiggy in the castle gardens.
Esther
The castle stood out against the bleak background. Dark and towering iin the grey morning light. The noise of those inside beginning to stir drifted across the countryside.
Vicki
The castle was on such beautiful land, with cherry trees in bloom and wild lavender. I always wished to be here and now I finally was…
Muddypawprints
I stood in front of it. It was grand and absolutely huge. The turrets were sharp and touching the sky it seemed.
karen
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vanessa koroa
The castle was high in the clouds. I couldn’t see it clearly from where I was standing but the thought of climbing up to it exhausted me. What was the purpose. Would the view really be worth it. I don’t know.
Lorraine
I once lived in a castle full of dragons and pretty princess’s. They amazed me with thier charm and pose. I love my purple dragons they excite me.
Kayla DeRonde
in the heavy mist
a green pasture
sharp cliffs below
There! she stands
mighty and tall
weathered from time
a reminder of what has been
or an omen of what is still to come
Jaimee Choi
I want to be the queen of the castle. Not because I want the world in my hand, but because I want the world to see what I can do. I can do all things. I can be all things. I am all things. I want to be the queen.
Lindsey
The castle stood high and lofty on the high. It loomed over the empty space like a ghost, floating amidst the airy misty sky. Many did not dare approach it because of the haunted stories that were gossiped about it. It didn’t occur to anyone that it held stories of wisdom and insight, causing one to be lifted to the heavens.
Eve
I sometimes wish I lived in a castle, being the beautiful princess that everyone favors and wants to be with. I may not have a castle, and I may not have a lot of people that desire me, but I know I have a few that will always be there and love me and want me in their life. That is more important to me, but the fantasy still exists.
Beth
As I rode in the carriage that day, rumbling along on the road, I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know where I was going, and I didn’t know who was driving. All I did know was, I didn’t.
I was frightened, tense.
My sister had died, could that be it?
Gathering my strength and courage, I pulled the curtain away from the window, and looked out. There it lay…the royal castle.
Katherine I.
A place where the Queen and King takes control. It is where majestic individuals like to take their power seriously. Everyone that lives around the surrounding area will look up to both people with respect and courtesy. Of course I believe sand castles are much better!
Alexandra-Bethany
kings and queens live there also a chess piece old and musty castles are hard to sell castles are made of brick-where did the brick come from? musty and big.
mike
The knight seemed comfortable corned by the castle
The bishop’s mannered eyes showing no sign of envy
sand castle. we went to that campground with mom’s side of the family. all i remember is the shower smelled like sulfur and kathy talked about how the ice in her water bottle melted into the shape of a dick.
Nicolina
The other day we drove by a house that looked like a castle. Lumped in with all the other suburban houses. It was grey, and made of brick.
will kersten
the charm compels and rhythm calms
the spark pulls but from afar
what is so desirable about something i wouldn’t really want?
Castle
When I was three and my brother was one, I built a castle out of wooden blocks. I was deep into the fantasy, loving it. I called my brother over. All he saw was a tower of blocks, so he did what any one year old would do. Knocked it down.
All my life, it seems like this is what my brother does. I build something up … he knocks it down. Now he does it with words. I hit the “mute” button.
CameoRoze
castle in the clouds – a New Hampshire tradition. A little hokey, but what tourist trap isn’t a little hokey?!??!
A castle is where a king or queen live. It is a big place!!!
castles are midevil bases that kings queens and the ryoal family lives in
I live in a castle.Castle is a johnny boy!
The castle, It was large, had a great depth to it, and was anonymously placed on top a cliff.
Valeria stood upon her royal castle. Looking down at all her servants. She grabbed her plastic fork and threw at their lemonade stands. They became distraught at Queen Valeria, and so they decided to throw back lettuce and BBQ chicken back at her. But her castle was too tall, and it fell back in their faces.
I have always wanted a castle. For as long as I can remember. Every little girl wants to be a princess, but I really really wanted to have my own castle with hidden rooms and watersides and such.
tv show
a person’s home is their castle. it is their place of rest and safe-haven. they create a fence for a moat, a door for a draw bridge, a security system as their guard…they build up the walls around them so they may feel at peace when they are inside. a fortress that helps define the king or queen ruling their small domain.
I love to dream of being a princess and living in a castle. But then I always realize, I really am a princess, and a princess of the real Lord at that!
C.A.S.T.L.E.
Cassandra.
Always.
Sings.
The.
Lyrics.
Erroneously.
The turrets o fthe old castle loomed like monsters in the deeping sky, striking fear in the weary traveler’s heart.. I trembled at the sight. .My fears overcome my resolution to continue with my quest..
I have a castle, a beautiful home, a fortress around me. I am waiting here, waiting for my Prince Charming. Or am I hiding from him? I’m scared of getting hurt, because so often Prince Charming turns as the clock strikes 12, turns into a frog.
http://howtobecharming.wordpress.com
The soldiers walked slowly towards their target. The armor clanked against each other in their tight group, shields held high to protect themselves from the defense. With every step, more attention came down upon them.
It was desolate in the late afternoon Welsh sun. But you could imagine the medievil life that once bustled around the ramparts. shouting, laughing, jostling. Heaving with the smell of the middle ages.
tall monumental amzing standing over everyone proudly spreading messages of its existence
It was huge looming over the country side, watching to see what is was happening to the people in the village. Now empty. Stones worn down, green tinges to the side, echoes from the visitors, shrills from the birds surrounded us.
i wanted to live in one before i knew how cold and uncomfortable they were. they seemed more complete than a house. a house has no palperts, no dungeon, no armour gleaming for glory and an enemy. history bled through the walls and the stone lumbered with defiance
Castles are where princesses and princes live. I have visited a castle in Germany. It was very weatherbeaten but it gave me a sense of how cold and drafty they must have been. Itdestroyed my notions of romanticism so that I no longer wish to be a princess in a castle.
I think people must have been
I want to be a princess when I grow up. I will live in an amazing castle with ribbons hanging from the towers and I will marry a strong prince who will become a fair and trustworthy ruler. We will have lots of babies and they will grow up to be best friends that dance around maples and play tiggy in the castle gardens.
The castle stood out against the bleak background. Dark and towering iin the grey morning light. The noise of those inside beginning to stir drifted across the countryside.
The castle was on such beautiful land, with cherry trees in bloom and wild lavender. I always wished to be here and now I finally was…
I stood in front of it. It was grand and absolutely huge. The turrets were sharp and touching the sky it seemed.
fairy-tales large cold grand kings and queens royalty status important wealth medevil fashion long dresses beautiful maidens
The castle was high in the clouds. I couldn’t see it clearly from where I was standing but the thought of climbing up to it exhausted me. What was the purpose. Would the view really be worth it. I don’t know.
I once lived in a castle full of dragons and pretty princess’s. They amazed me with thier charm and pose. I love my purple dragons they excite me.
in the heavy mist
a green pasture
sharp cliffs below
There! she stands
mighty and tall
weathered from time
a reminder of what has been
or an omen of what is still to come
I want to be the queen of the castle. Not because I want the world in my hand, but because I want the world to see what I can do. I can do all things. I can be all things. I am all things. I want to be the queen.
The castle stood high and lofty on the high. It loomed over the empty space like a ghost, floating amidst the airy misty sky. Many did not dare approach it because of the haunted stories that were gossiped about it. It didn’t occur to anyone that it held stories of wisdom and insight, causing one to be lifted to the heavens.
I sometimes wish I lived in a castle, being the beautiful princess that everyone favors and wants to be with. I may not have a castle, and I may not have a lot of people that desire me, but I know I have a few that will always be there and love me and want me in their life. That is more important to me, but the fantasy still exists.
As I rode in the carriage that day, rumbling along on the road, I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know where I was going, and I didn’t know who was driving. All I did know was, I didn’t.
I was frightened, tense.
My sister had died, could that be it?
Gathering my strength and courage, I pulled the curtain away from the window, and looked out. There it lay…the royal castle.
A place where the Queen and King takes control. It is where majestic individuals like to take their power seriously. Everyone that lives around the surrounding area will look up to both people with respect and courtesy. Of course I believe sand castles are much better!
kings and queens live there also a chess piece old and musty castles are hard to sell castles are made of brick-where did the brick come from? musty and big.
The knight seemed comfortable corned by the castle
The bishop’s mannered eyes showing no sign of envy
The castle stands tall far above the trees. In the daylight it can be sighted from as far as the eye could see.
sand castle. we went to that campground with mom’s side of the family. all i remember is the shower smelled like sulfur and kathy talked about how the ice in her water bottle melted into the shape of a dick.
The other day we drove by a house that looked like a castle. Lumped in with all the other suburban houses. It was grey, and made of brick.
the charm compels and rhythm calms
the spark pulls but from afar
what is so desirable about something i wouldn’t really want?
Every little girl dreams of a castle surrounded by a moat full of alligators, of course.
Castle
When I was three and my brother was one, I built a castle out of wooden blocks. I was deep into the fantasy, loving it. I called my brother over. All he saw was a tower of blocks, so he did what any one year old would do. Knocked it down.
All my life, it seems like this is what my brother does. I build something up … he knocks it down. Now he does it with words. I hit the “mute” button.
castle in the clouds – a New Hampshire tradition. A little hokey, but what tourist trap isn’t a little hokey?!??!