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"Arissa why do anda look sad? Are anda displeased with our new now?" Asked Christophe as he watched his wife approach there bunga garden.
"Our utama is lovely, there is so much angkasa to roam and the garden is beautiful" she replied.
"Then why so sad?" Christophe asked again.
"Every spring the same Bunga grow, yellow sunflowers, merah jambu tulips, white daises. They're all too similar and boring; all they do is tunjuk beauty. I want a unique bunga that shows both elegance and displeasure."
"Very well" berkata Christophe "I shall get anda your flower." So Christophe set out to find a bunga that fit his wife's every want and need. He rode horse back across Eropah and South America. He sailed to every island in the world but could not find such a flower. After several years he returned utama to Arissa and berkata to her
""I'm so sorry my Cinta but I could not find the bunga anda desire, I traveled all over the world but I'm afraid the Bunga that grow tunjuk only beauty not ugly." Arissa frowned then smiled at him, her zamrud, emerald eyes twinkling in the light that poured through the large window. Christophe wished he knew a way to make her happy so she could smile forever. Finally she said
"My dear Christophe, anda make me so happy. anda were willing to look far and wide for the bunga I seek. If anda would be willing I know someone who might be able to create such a flower." Christophe was confused
"Who do anda mean can create this flower?"
"Go to the ends of the earth to the cave of the earth spirit. Perhaps she can help." Without a moment to lose Christophe got back on his ship and sailed to the end of the earth. There was the cave that housed mother earth’s spirit. Christophe walked into the cave. It was too dark to see and the trail was rough but he would not give up, he would make his wife happy. He trailed his hand on the walls to guide him, and after several hours he found the end of the cave. There was a blazing light that practically blinded him. When it settled he turned to look at the light. Standing in front of him was a woman dressed in leaves and furs of animals, a crown of flowers, hair as black as night and skin that glowed like the sun's rays.
"You have come a long way to seek me. What is your name and what do anda want?" Asked the spirit.
"I am Christophe Thomas Stanley and I come with a request. My wife Arissa would like a flower."
"You come all this way for a flower? Go pick one from a garden atau forest."
Christophe replied "She wants a unique bunga that shows both beauty and hate, a reflection of human nature." The spirit pondered his wish.
"Most come to me with selfish requests but anda come to me to fulfill the happiness of another. I shall grant your request. Now if anda may, please step ke hadapan Christophe." Christophe walked up to the spirit. The spirit pulled a large silver blade from her rode. It was encrusted with jewels, blue for water, red for fire, green for earth and white for sky. She place the sharp edge on the palm of Christophe hand, and in pantas, swift motion drew it back creating a large gash in Christophe's hand. He cried out from the unexpected pain. The spirit squeezed Christophe's hand allowing the blood to drip onto the moist soil that surrounded them. From the drops came a sprout witch then became a stem, it then blossomed into a flower. It was not just any flower; its petals were as soft as fine silk and red as the blood that still dripped from Christophe's hand. Its scent could put anda in a trance and it stem was covered in thorns that pricked Christophe’s fingers as he picked it up.
"This is a truly human flower; it shows the beauty of all creatures and the evil that lies underneath" the spirit told him. Christophe took the bunga all the way utama to Arissa. She was overjoyed when she saw it.
"It's wonderful" she berkata "It's the perfect combination of good and evil, Cinta and hate. It's a symbol of how much anda Cinta me because anda went so far to get it. Whatever do anda call this flower?" Christophe's was surprised sejak the question; he had no idea what to call it. He thought about calling it an Arissa but it needed something lebih one of a kind. He thought of something short, unique, simple and yet beautiful. “Rose”, what a perfect name for such a flower, the only one in the world with that name."I call it a Rose" berkata Christophe's "and it shall be the symbol of companions Cinta forever." And so they planted the Rose in there garden. It grew and multiplied into many Rose bushes for century's to come. The symbol of affection, a Rose.
THE END
Saukerl
Star of David
Wednesday
First hari of summer and I'm already bored. I'm not bored enough to want to back to school. I'm just lonely bored. L. J called me several times this morning wondering if I was okay and if I wanted to go some place with him. I kindly rejected him. If it wasn't Jennifer atau Tammie calling then I don't want to hear. Velvet signed me up book club thing. I do like to read buku and she thought that maybe I could meet some new Friends that have something in common with me. I think she is full of baloney. Velvet made me promise to go to the first meeting tomorrow. I don't know. We'll see how my mood is sejak tomorrow.
First hari of summer and I'm already bored. I'm not bored enough to want to back to school. I'm just lonely bored. L. J called me several times this morning wondering if I was okay and if I wanted to go some place with him. I kindly rejected him. If it wasn't Jennifer atau Tammie calling then I don't want to hear. Velvet signed me up book club thing. I do like to read buku and she thought that maybe I could meet some new Friends that have something in common with me. I think she is full of baloney. Velvet made me promise to go to the first meeting tomorrow. I don't know. We'll see how my mood is sejak tomorrow.
After much debate, I have decided to try my hand at Penulisan a mystery novel. I've always loved mysteries, especially the original "Sherlock Holmes" stories, and shows like "Monk" and "Twin Peaks". The summary for the story I'm Penulisan is in the in the section below. If anda like the idea, let me know, because I'm really excited for the story!
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Summary:School's out and fifteen tahun old Harold McCormick is headed for his annual summer getaway at Science Camp, but when an accident occurs, Harold is detirmened to prove it is murder, despite the doubt of the police and everyone around him believing otherwise, and in order to save the camp, Harold must find someone who believes him, crack the case, and bring the culprit to justice before he strikes again.
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Summary:School's out and fifteen tahun old Harold McCormick is headed for his annual summer getaway at Science Camp, but when an accident occurs, Harold is detirmened to prove it is murder, despite the doubt of the police and everyone around him believing otherwise, and in order to save the camp, Harold must find someone who believes him, crack the case, and bring the culprit to justice before he strikes again.
