The treaty was broken once. The factions wanted more and war ensued. Thousands and thousands of dead, millions of injured was the cost of breaking such a hard fought treaty…
What would we do if my spine was made of string? I’m not sure if they could make an honest man of me, of you, of us all – not when our foundations are wobbly.
The men and women of the board met once every ten years to go over the treaty. Their hair grew gray as the years passed, their backs bowed with age and sadness. The treaty was a good thing they told each other, it kept the peace. They said it as their neighbors’ children were taken away, as their own grandchildren went the same way. The treaty was all that kept them from the horrors of the past, what could they?
Treaty. You don’t realise how excited I am to see this word- I just finished a History essay on how hitler rose to power. So I had a whole paragraph on the Treaty of Versaille, how it was a quick peace solution to a long and exhausting war and arguably brought more problems to it than solutions.
sarahsarahsarah
He poised his body and focused all he had on appearing calm. Meanwhile his mind was whirring past him. He kept his pen steady; Be Natural. Easy. Even Cheerful. He laughed internally.
there was no way that he could accept this treaty that was about to be signed between this planet and his people. He knew that if he would this, that this would mean the end of his reign, his power, his control. There was no way in hell!
It is freezing here. There is no value in trying to heat this windy, bleak spot. I will write a treaty, begging the gods to give me clemant weather until the building is put back together and civilisation restored.
signed for peace between opponents. created with harmony in mind. forcing one to act civil towards another. everything we should be doing already without having to be asked
Everyone gathered beneath the burning tree. Martys looked certain but his fellows looked vague and foolish, standing before their former King. He smiled. There was nothing for it but to step forward, announce his terms and take back what was his. Martys looked fit to scream. It was enough for the King to know that in the end, justice had been served and the treaty was on his terms. As he watched the army vanish into the distance, he felt as if he could live forever.
Emily Veale
I don’t really know anything about treaties, so i’m just going to ramble on about how I found out about this website from facebook, Seems pretty cool if only I had gotten a word I knew more about, I know a treaty is a formal agreement but i
Cody
there was a treaty between the humans and the animals, but everyone knew it wouldn’t last. There was still the HNL to contend with, would they stay out of things?
kirsty booth
making things work between two parties. having to reconcile, come up with something to be able to meet halfway and compromise for the better.. wise ideas, strategy.
I was hoping for something better, to make amends and end this war. To propose a treaty, but with thee, you shower me with thine scorn and peat. It is hot, but i am left so cold. I need peace.
Dominic Trevino
I really don’t know much about Treaty but I have heard of it at Twilight. The book that Stephenie Meyer wrote about. It’s about the limitations between a vampire and the wolves. I don’t know much but vampires shouldn’t mess with wolves. :)
Jane
i wish we could have some kind of word treaty. where we say whatever we want with no judgement of any kind, that would be fantastic. i would love you and myself even more. i would love you anyways though..
Sara
The treaty was currently being negotiated. The outcome would determine the fate of millions of people. The country had no idea that in an hour, they would officially be at war or welcoming new citizens into their beloved country.
They wanted us to sign, but they weren’t sure of the restrictions that would be placed upon us if we did so. This caused for a lot of stress to arise and the chance of another battle. Hell, for a long time now the chance for another battle was always lying upon the horizon. So many doubted that this would solve it, but those many people didn’t dare say no. They were afraid of what would happen if they did. We all were. So we signed.
Kat
we cosigned our lives to something on some coffee stained paper, surrounded by ragged edges and observers.
The hand stayed outstretched, but the grin wavered. The other party glanced down at the offered limb, a symbol of peace, and shrugged. The two shook hands firmly and the others around them seemed to exhale the tension away.
There are people who enforced the treaty within the temple
People with hard gestures
Foe of the indigenous people on and within the earth
Wicked-minded as they shoved down their appliances on anything
The craziest ideologies never been in any naked exposing
I had to sign the treaty. I had no choice. It would solve all of our problems. It would solve the country’s problems, but who knew how many people would die because of it?
Elly
I didnt know the word treaty and I havent time enaugh to look for it in the dictionary. Life runs so much…
Maria Coro
As I held the treaty in my hands, I could only think of one thing. Betrayal. How easy and simple it would be, and exactly how I would do it. He wouldn’t even see it coming. But I signed it in spite of that fact. Actually, the opposite; I signed it because of that fact.
The treaty started in 1550 and decided that every single native in the sectioned off area was to be put to death. a death treaty was what it was called. evil in spirit and intention. it was pure hatred. there was nothing they can do to change it. despite the efforts by the local town the men and women of the native land would be put to death within the wear. the bodies piled up. soon the mass graves were being dug by the local childen in excange for candy and sweets.
Liana Parrish
I saw treaty, and at first, I thought the word was tasty. Tasty treat. Which is not at all what a treaty is about. Unless we’re talking about the kind of agreement you make when you’re a kid, ok i agree i won’t poop on the couch if you buy me an ice cream cone when we go to the supermarket. wait. what?
Andrea
An unlikely compromise, usually someone always gets fucked in the end.
I had to find peace with him. This couldn’t end with me losing my stronghold. My men were weak, but my wife implored that I not ceasefire. She had a secret Ace I’d never known about. She finally let me into her room of potions where she was brewing the most ghastly spell to defeat our enemies. I wanted to believe she could do this, but my army was suffering. To trust my wife and lose the respect of my warriors? Or to heed to their cries and lose my marriage?
He gave me the treaty. As I scanned the words, my heart sank. This was not what I wanted at all? How was I supposed to maintain my tree house with requests such as these? Never again was I to buy food from the nearby supermarket, or listen to music. Nobody would ever want to come to the tree house I had worked on so hard again!
bob
Fighting fighting fighting peace.
This conflicting grasp has to release.
Arguments abruptly come to an end,
sign the paper and now we’re friends.
My heart wants to sign a treaty.
It’s begging you please,
have mercy.
Bring me happiness,
bring me peace.
Please,
look me in the eye
and tell me you’ll
love me forever;
Tell me i’m everything you want and
more.
Tell me our hearts
can
mend as one,
become something strong
to with-hold it.
Jake
White flag? honestly, I hate feeling this way. I’ll surrender and i won’t care what people say about it. As long as this all stops. I can’t stand being on your bad side anymore. I just want things to be the way they used to be. Before I had scars. Before I knew what blood really looked like.
Brenna
The nations set up treaties before the Second World War. There is now thousands of unseen treaties that form a collaborative global alliance. If any country were to threaten global stability – which isn’t that hard considering how connected the world is and how fragile stocks can be – that country would find itself with no alliances to which it could ask for aid.
Now a country like this: North Korea exists and through treaties made, North Korea is left to its own resources but do we not care about its citizens? Shall we let them starve and live in a society that preys upon its weakness? If so, then we legitimize whatever twisted civilization will emerge from there, for surely, and eventually, the whole country will be convinced that the whole world is out to get them.
Eric Harrell
nice
good
peaceful
help
sweet
tiny
little
close
treasureable
love
fine
name
family
woody
VT
The treaty of hearts between two lovers. Love is the contract signed on each soul. One completing the other.
Old friends pop up in the strangest of places, like old camera cards and rusty memories that swear to only remember the good times before the treaties of silence.
The treaty was broken once. The factions wanted more and war ensued. Thousands and thousands of dead, millions of injured was the cost of breaking such a hard fought treaty…
What would we do if my spine was made of string? I’m not sure if they could make an honest man of me, of you, of us all – not when our foundations are wobbly.
The men and women of the board met once every ten years to go over the treaty. Their hair grew gray as the years passed, their backs bowed with age and sadness. The treaty was a good thing they told each other, it kept the peace. They said it as their neighbors’ children were taken away, as their own grandchildren went the same way. The treaty was all that kept them from the horrors of the past, what could they?
Treaty. You don’t realise how excited I am to see this word- I just finished a History essay on how hitler rose to power. So I had a whole paragraph on the Treaty of Versaille, how it was a quick peace solution to a long and exhausting war and arguably brought more problems to it than solutions.
He poised his body and focused all he had on appearing calm. Meanwhile his mind was whirring past him. He kept his pen steady; Be Natural. Easy. Even Cheerful. He laughed internally.
Much was riding on this one piece of paper.
there was no way that he could accept this treaty that was about to be signed between this planet and his people. He knew that if he would this, that this would mean the end of his reign, his power, his control. There was no way in hell!
She wandered through the marble maze and wondered what the great men that had stood there before her had thought in that very same spot.
It is freezing here. There is no value in trying to heat this windy, bleak spot. I will write a treaty, begging the gods to give me clemant weather until the building is put back together and civilisation restored.
She put up the white flag in treaty – the fight wasn’t worth it, winning wasn’t worth it if it meant losing him!
signed for peace between opponents. created with harmony in mind. forcing one to act civil towards another. everything we should be doing already without having to be asked
hold your tattered, red raw hands up
past the cauliflower ear and shattered eye socket
clench it to a creaking fist
and say ‘I won’
Everyone gathered beneath the burning tree. Martys looked certain but his fellows looked vague and foolish, standing before their former King. He smiled. There was nothing for it but to step forward, announce his terms and take back what was his. Martys looked fit to scream. It was enough for the King to know that in the end, justice had been served and the treaty was on his terms. As he watched the army vanish into the distance, he felt as if he could live forever.
I don’t really know anything about treaties, so i’m just going to ramble on about how I found out about this website from facebook, Seems pretty cool if only I had gotten a word I knew more about, I know a treaty is a formal agreement but i
there was a treaty between the humans and the animals, but everyone knew it wouldn’t last. There was still the HNL to contend with, would they stay out of things?
making things work between two parties. having to reconcile, come up with something to be able to meet halfway and compromise for the better.. wise ideas, strategy.
I was hoping for something better, to make amends and end this war. To propose a treaty, but with thee, you shower me with thine scorn and peat. It is hot, but i am left so cold. I need peace.
I really don’t know much about Treaty but I have heard of it at Twilight. The book that Stephenie Meyer wrote about. It’s about the limitations between a vampire and the wolves. I don’t know much but vampires shouldn’t mess with wolves. :)
i wish we could have some kind of word treaty. where we say whatever we want with no judgement of any kind, that would be fantastic. i would love you and myself even more. i would love you anyways though..
The treaty was currently being negotiated. The outcome would determine the fate of millions of people. The country had no idea that in an hour, they would officially be at war or welcoming new citizens into their beloved country.
They wanted us to sign, but they weren’t sure of the restrictions that would be placed upon us if we did so. This caused for a lot of stress to arise and the chance of another battle. Hell, for a long time now the chance for another battle was always lying upon the horizon. So many doubted that this would solve it, but those many people didn’t dare say no. They were afraid of what would happen if they did. We all were. So we signed.
we cosigned our lives to something on some coffee stained paper, surrounded by ragged edges and observers.
The hand stayed outstretched, but the grin wavered. The other party glanced down at the offered limb, a symbol of peace, and shrugged. The two shook hands firmly and the others around them seemed to exhale the tension away.
“It’s a treaty.”
There are people who enforced the treaty within the temple
People with hard gestures
Foe of the indigenous people on and within the earth
Wicked-minded as they shoved down their appliances on anything
The craziest ideologies never been in any naked exposing
I had to sign the treaty. I had no choice. It would solve all of our problems. It would solve the country’s problems, but who knew how many people would die because of it?
I didnt know the word treaty and I havent time enaugh to look for it in the dictionary. Life runs so much…
As I held the treaty in my hands, I could only think of one thing. Betrayal. How easy and simple it would be, and exactly how I would do it. He wouldn’t even see it coming. But I signed it in spite of that fact. Actually, the opposite; I signed it because of that fact.
The treaty started in 1550 and decided that every single native in the sectioned off area was to be put to death. a death treaty was what it was called. evil in spirit and intention. it was pure hatred. there was nothing they can do to change it. despite the efforts by the local town the men and women of the native land would be put to death within the wear. the bodies piled up. soon the mass graves were being dug by the local childen in excange for candy and sweets.
I saw treaty, and at first, I thought the word was tasty. Tasty treat. Which is not at all what a treaty is about. Unless we’re talking about the kind of agreement you make when you’re a kid, ok i agree i won’t poop on the couch if you buy me an ice cream cone when we go to the supermarket. wait. what?
An unlikely compromise, usually someone always gets fucked in the end.
I had to find peace with him. This couldn’t end with me losing my stronghold. My men were weak, but my wife implored that I not ceasefire. She had a secret Ace I’d never known about. She finally let me into her room of potions where she was brewing the most ghastly spell to defeat our enemies. I wanted to believe she could do this, but my army was suffering. To trust my wife and lose the respect of my warriors? Or to heed to their cries and lose my marriage?
He gave me the treaty. As I scanned the words, my heart sank. This was not what I wanted at all? How was I supposed to maintain my tree house with requests such as these? Never again was I to buy food from the nearby supermarket, or listen to music. Nobody would ever want to come to the tree house I had worked on so hard again!
Fighting fighting fighting peace.
This conflicting grasp has to release.
Arguments abruptly come to an end,
sign the paper and now we’re friends.
when trying to make peace.
peace treaty
come hither and close differences.
travel from great distances
peace treaty
My heart wants to sign a treaty.
It’s begging you please,
have mercy.
Bring me happiness,
bring me peace.
Please,
look me in the eye
and tell me you’ll
love me forever;
Tell me i’m everything you want and
more.
Tell me our hearts
can
mend as one,
become something strong
to with-hold it.
White flag? honestly, I hate feeling this way. I’ll surrender and i won’t care what people say about it. As long as this all stops. I can’t stand being on your bad side anymore. I just want things to be the way they used to be. Before I had scars. Before I knew what blood really looked like.
The nations set up treaties before the Second World War. There is now thousands of unseen treaties that form a collaborative global alliance. If any country were to threaten global stability – which isn’t that hard considering how connected the world is and how fragile stocks can be – that country would find itself with no alliances to which it could ask for aid.
Now a country like this: North Korea exists and through treaties made, North Korea is left to its own resources but do we not care about its citizens? Shall we let them starve and live in a society that preys upon its weakness? If so, then we legitimize whatever twisted civilization will emerge from there, for surely, and eventually, the whole country will be convinced that the whole world is out to get them.
nice
good
peaceful
help
sweet
tiny
little
close
treasureable
love
fine
name
family
woody
The treaty of hearts between two lovers. Love is the contract signed on each soul. One completing the other.
Old friends pop up in the strangest of places, like old camera cards and rusty memories that swear to only remember the good times before the treaties of silence.