When I woke up, the flames had already claimed the village. The moon still shone bright as I hurried to get outside. Everyone was yelling, calling those who were asleep to help put out the flames. Throwing on some clothes, I ran out of my burning utama into the chaos. My family’s small cottage burned amongst the other buildings. Instinctively, my hand flew to my chest to make sure it was still there. I sighed in relief as I felt the cold touch of the moonstone brush under my fingertips. selamat, peti deposit keselamatan underneath my shirt.
Relieved to find it still there, I ran to the river so as to help the other elves put out the flames. I grabbed a bucket sejak the trees and turned to the river. But the bucket was caught. I looked back to see what the bucket could be caught on.
A hand gripped the rim. I looked around the pokok to see who could possibly be playing such a prank at a time like this. The hand belonged a small elf who seemed to be asleep. I’ve seen him once and awhile playing with the younger elves.
“Come on,” I berkata gently shaking his shoulder in an attempt at waking him. “We’re all tired, but we still need to help with the flames all the same.” He fell on his side. “Stop playing,” I scolded and reached for him, and found the arrow.
It was buried in his back. I hadn’t seen it before because of the dark. I snatched my hand away, a cold feeling grabbing hold of me. I looked around to find help, and instead I found the others.
They covered the ground leading to the river. They had come for water to put out the fire, just as I had. But something had ambushed them. It was nothing like I had ever seen before. Their blood mixed and formed puddles. Every one of them butchered in the most inhumane way possible. My whole body shivered, my legs threatened to give out.
My parents, where was my family? I searched the body's, hoping to not find them among the corpses. But there they were. Their arms intertwined around each other. Not even separated sejak death. I wailed into the night, and fell to my knees. These were my parents, my family. My tears mixed with their blood on the ground as the api, kebakaran blazed behind us. An emptiness grew in my chest, where their Cinta had once been. Sobs racked my body. I looked into their empty eyes, willing them to regain the glow they had while living. I grabbed their hands and hugged them tightly to my chest. I knew, deep down that these hands would never again be warm.
Tears burned down my face, I couldn’t leave them out in the cold like this. They deserved much lebih than a cold bloody ground. Slowly and softly, I began the traditional spell of death. I felt their hands harden and twist in my own hands. I shut my eyes, unwilling to watch the change overcoming their bodies.
The spell wore on. Soon I had to release their hands atau forever be caught within their grasp. I could hear their forms creak and grown as their forms grew taller and harder. The rustling of their leaves as they stretched out.
Then it was finished. I opened my eyes to look at the two oak trees that now stood in front of me. Their roots were intertwined around each other, just how they would like to be. A sob caught in my throat, I rubbed the tears from my eyes furiously. They wouldn’t like to see me atau my sister crying over them like this.
My sister. I looked up, my tears forgotten. Where was my sister? I searched the bodies, not daring to hope that she might still be alive. I blinked back the tears that threatened to come out of my eyes, where was she?
Relieved to find it still there, I ran to the river so as to help the other elves put out the flames. I grabbed a bucket sejak the trees and turned to the river. But the bucket was caught. I looked back to see what the bucket could be caught on.
A hand gripped the rim. I looked around the pokok to see who could possibly be playing such a prank at a time like this. The hand belonged a small elf who seemed to be asleep. I’ve seen him once and awhile playing with the younger elves.
“Come on,” I berkata gently shaking his shoulder in an attempt at waking him. “We’re all tired, but we still need to help with the flames all the same.” He fell on his side. “Stop playing,” I scolded and reached for him, and found the arrow.
It was buried in his back. I hadn’t seen it before because of the dark. I snatched my hand away, a cold feeling grabbing hold of me. I looked around to find help, and instead I found the others.
They covered the ground leading to the river. They had come for water to put out the fire, just as I had. But something had ambushed them. It was nothing like I had ever seen before. Their blood mixed and formed puddles. Every one of them butchered in the most inhumane way possible. My whole body shivered, my legs threatened to give out.
My parents, where was my family? I searched the body's, hoping to not find them among the corpses. But there they were. Their arms intertwined around each other. Not even separated sejak death. I wailed into the night, and fell to my knees. These were my parents, my family. My tears mixed with their blood on the ground as the api, kebakaran blazed behind us. An emptiness grew in my chest, where their Cinta had once been. Sobs racked my body. I looked into their empty eyes, willing them to regain the glow they had while living. I grabbed their hands and hugged them tightly to my chest. I knew, deep down that these hands would never again be warm.
Tears burned down my face, I couldn’t leave them out in the cold like this. They deserved much lebih than a cold bloody ground. Slowly and softly, I began the traditional spell of death. I felt their hands harden and twist in my own hands. I shut my eyes, unwilling to watch the change overcoming their bodies.
The spell wore on. Soon I had to release their hands atau forever be caught within their grasp. I could hear their forms creak and grown as their forms grew taller and harder. The rustling of their leaves as they stretched out.
Then it was finished. I opened my eyes to look at the two oak trees that now stood in front of me. Their roots were intertwined around each other, just how they would like to be. A sob caught in my throat, I rubbed the tears from my eyes furiously. They wouldn’t like to see me atau my sister crying over them like this.
My sister. I looked up, my tears forgotten. Where was my sister? I searched the bodies, not daring to hope that she might still be alive. I blinked back the tears that threatened to come out of my eyes, where was she?
I had saved Bruno's life. He knew it was too dangerous to be on a mounain, he teleported to the Apache Junction. Unknowing where we were, we camped out. We heard someone walking outside and when we walked out, it was Apache Indians. They started talking, they were speaking Indian so we couldn't tell what they were saying. Bruno threw red circles at their necks, and when they landed, they started speaking english. One of them berkata " Why are anda here? This is the Junction! Get Out!" Me and Bruno looked at each other. We ran as fast as we could, but, I wasn't fast enough. They grabbed me sejak the hair and pulled me away. Luckily, Bruno put his hand in the bon-fire and threw the api, kebakaran at the indians. The ran away with so much fear, they fell off a cliff. Bruno grabbed my hand until the reached a forest, there was a small waterfall sejak the forest.
Everyone has a red glass window.It's called your heart.People's windows differ from others,some windows are shaded out and don't let any light come in and than there are some windows that are open to whatever goes pass their them.
Is your window open atau closed out?
Would anda let the air in if anda had the chance?
My window has been open for quite some time and the same gush of wind keeps coming in and I've grown to Cinta and need that one breath that air gives me.But that gush of wind I've grown to Cinta sometimes easily breaks my window with it's power.But yet can easily fix my window up again with it's strength.It is a constant fight between letting that gush of wind in because I'm afraid of the wind breaking my window once more.But that same gush of wind I'm so scared of but yet Cinta so much,loves me as well but that wind can spread far.Far enough to other people's windows as well.
Always an constant fight between the wind and the window!
Is your window open atau closed out?
Would anda let the air in if anda had the chance?
My window has been open for quite some time and the same gush of wind keeps coming in and I've grown to Cinta and need that one breath that air gives me.But that gush of wind I've grown to Cinta sometimes easily breaks my window with it's power.But yet can easily fix my window up again with it's strength.It is a constant fight between letting that gush of wind in because I'm afraid of the wind breaking my window once more.But that same gush of wind I'm so scared of but yet Cinta so much,loves me as well but that wind can spread far.Far enough to other people's windows as well.
Always an constant fight between the wind and the window!
Rawak Song atau Poem atau Something
So um enjoy. Idk wot this is but whatev :)
I'll Break this Spell
I’ve lived my life in shadows
Walking at your pace
I couldn’t see that anda were so shallow
I was too mesmerized sejak your face
Now I can see
All that you’ve done to me
I’ll break this spell
That you’ve put on me
Ever so easily
I won’t treat anda well
After all it’s me
That you’ve messed up completely
I’ll make anda pay hell
If that’s what will set me free
If it’ll set me free
So um enjoy. Idk wot this is but whatev :)
I'll Break this Spell
I’ve lived my life in shadows
Walking at your pace
I couldn’t see that anda were so shallow
I was too mesmerized sejak your face
Now I can see
All that you’ve done to me
I’ll break this spell
That you’ve put on me
Ever so easily
I won’t treat anda well
After all it’s me
That you’ve messed up completely
I’ll make anda pay hell
If that’s what will set me free
If it’ll set me free
I feel like I have always known you
We’ve always been so close but
anda look away
anda tell me that anda Cinta me
But your eyes say something else
It shouldn’t be so difficult for me
To turn away
Chorus:
Every time we talk at night
Every time anda make me feel alright
When anda say goodbye
anda say you’ll think of me all the time
I know it’s a lie
And I’m slowly breaking
I’m slowly breaking
Somehow anda just cannot see
The way I smile when anda look at me
Are anda completely blind?
Cuz’ I’ve telah diberi anda all the signs
That I Cinta anda
Chorus:
And now I’m falling apart
You’ve gone from my life
I can’t take it anymore
My new best friend is a knife
What anda were to me
Made me complete