The rock fell by the oak tree. Its hard exterior and glossy shell were easy to recognize. It was a kapeter rock. The rarest of all magical gems. Just then, the tree began to grow. At first three more feet. Then, two more branches. The leaves doubled.
She was bicycling as fast as she dared, continually looking up at the sky to see the extent of te clouds thickening and the increased lightning and cracks of thunder which seemed to shake the ground. But then she hit a rock and fell forward off the bike, loosing consciousness.
The rock fell by the oak tree. Its hard exterior and glossy shell were easy to recognize. It was a kapeter rock. The rarest of all magical gems. Just then, the tree began to grow. At first three more feet. Then, two more branches. The leaves doubled.
you were my rock
my stalwart stance
–my chance to stand tall
you were my rock
my reason to brave the world
–to walk ahead steadfast
She was bicycling as fast as she dared, continually looking up at the sky to see the extent of te clouds thickening and the increased lightning and cracks of thunder which seemed to shake the ground. But then she hit a rock and fell forward off the bike, loosing consciousness.