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Tiever's World Domination - To Be RewrittenMany years ago there lived a hidden city made from the finest of ocean layers you could ever see, inside this city lied the race of the dragons. There was much peace in the city where they all lived normal happy lives and eventually began trading with the other villages and towns. Then soon the leader Tiever the original discoverer and owner of this city caused mass chaos to brew, due to unfit and horrible laws that gave people no rights at all. Eventually rebellions started and gangs/parties formed to stop the terrorizing rule of the horrible demon that ruled the city. It went to the point where the War of The Seas started.
"Rex! REX...REX!!!!!" "What?!?" "Finally you answer me!" "Yea what do you want?" "Go wake up your brother, he has been sleeping in all day!" "Fine." "Hey! Lazy ass get up!"(Man why can't he just leave me alone....)"Hey I said get up! You can stop dreaming about the girl you will never get, and just get up." "Fine..." (Well it looks like I'm just going to
Memories Of The Forgotten - Chapter 2: Part 4 Of 4"What happened to you, after the Exploration you disappeared?" "I never disappeared Alex I just left my old life for anew." "What do you mean you left your old life for something new, everyone was devastated when you disappeared espically me." As I said that he stood there in silence looking down at me, "Alex." As I looked up at him I was punched in the gut hard by a strange force, "It's time to rid of human past, and come anew to a bright future." "Why Rex .why .." Alex said as he saw 2 Cloaked men come towards, then pick him up and start dragging him to a unknown place.
To Be Continued ..
MercyOh sweet God how the grassland
ignites in moonlight tonight
I must thank you for creating
her tangled fingers' slow pace
through the handsome rain Her
trochaic kinesthesia to rhythms
in Stravinsky's The Rite of
Spring Is this how you meant
for us to love you Yahweh
Tumbling clumsily down hills
of sheets into perpetually
immutable silence I could love
you like that I think I've been
practicing on this Savanna
for days and months Lost in
her crystal canvas Rolling crests
and troughs And when she touches
me Oh fair Lord I'm dragged into
your city past Gethsemane's
pulsing green and gold
Please hold us together
under this luminous stretch
Oh Father We are live
unclothed Our reflections awash
with the skin of your sun
Blood BrothersBrookie always holds my hand when we cross the street. She's never given a reason for it, she just does it. It's become this unspoken rule with us that whenever we cross the street together, she slips her hand in mine and I lace my fingers through hers and we walk hand-in-hand until we reach the other side and she drops her hand and we both wipe our palms on our jeans. Brookie's a little scared of crossing the street. Her poppa died in a car crash when we were six. He was a pedestrian. She's never gotten over it.
Brookie is my best friend going on sixteen years now, which is pretty impressive considering we're both sixteen. We don't have some cute little story about how we were born in the same hospital on the same day or about how our mothers were best friends long before they were pregnant with us and somehow passed on that bond while we were still in utero. No, Brookie and I met the same way ever
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