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We bathed in muddy waters
With violent skies
Making love to the earth
Bleeding a joy from its cracks
We laughed at that
We will live forever
Nothing is intangible
And still our hands sweat
At the way it is ending
It takes us all away
Miles away…
Our mortality fragile
Just as the surface on the sea
We tremble
Frightened
Yet we smile
If we end
We end together
With violent skies
Making love to the earth
Bleeding a joy from its cracks
We laughed at that
We will live forever
Nothing is intangible
And still our hands sweat
At the way it is ending
It takes us all away
Miles away…
Our mortality fragile
Just as the surface on the sea
We tremble
Frightened
Yet we smile
If we end
We end together
Literature
a story
it was dark,dry, and hot. you could hear the rubble shifting as drednought shifted his weight from one leg to the other, arms outstretched, head down, bearing the weight of the building. nightshade was out cold, sorceress at his side trying to revive him, lykan was on the outside undoubtedly trying to dig in, and leach was at his little brother's legs completely silent.
drednought could hold it up all day, but if he pushed to hard the rest of the building would collapse with other survivors inside.
after whats seemed like hours someone finally said something.leach slowly stood and in a dry tired voice he said "Dante? did i ever tell you what
Literature
Johnlock Poem
I was told that I have no heart,
but this is far from the truth.
The reason that I know this
is because of John Hamish Watson.
I never believed that I had one either,
but John made sure to challenge this.
A man who I knew a lot about
had broken through the walls.
John Hamish Watson is my friend,
I only have one of them.
I fell from that building,
knowing what my fate was,
I fell to my death,
but I knew that he was safe,
My John.
Literature
How to Be
She fidgeted nervously as she stepped closer to the big door. Her white dress flowed with the light wind and she tucked a few strands of white hair behind her ear. Her breath hitched as she neared the two black guards standing outside the door. She tried to make her breathing even out as she stopped in front of them, looking down at the ground in fear.
“What do you do here, miss?” One of the guards asked and the girl tensed.
“I wish to enter and gain color.” She said, barely holding the trembling away from her voice.
“Then look up at me.” The other guard said and she complied. She stared with wide eyes a
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