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Sneak peak of shattered memoriesI ran down the street with the locket I found held close to my chest. “GET BACK HER THIEF!” I heard someone shout behind me. I didn’t care to look back, I only had one thought in my mind and that was running as fast as I could. I wasn’t watching were I was going when I crashed into three older boys.
still nothing yetZ is still in the hospital, it's been seven days now and he's starting to get nervous and scared. He told me a few times he's given up and wants to die at home. I keep telling him he's not going die, but he just keeps getting worse. The doctors still don't know what's wrong with him. They said he has some virus, but virus's normally go away. They are pretty sure it's a virus that hasn't been discovered yet and are treating my brother like a human test subject. It makes me mad, but right now I just want him better, he doesn't deserve to go through this kind of pain. I don't know what to tell him anymore to keep him calm.
Ask BalthazarNow you may ask Balthazar anything you want. it can be personal to but i can't promise a straight answer
I will be back tomorrowOkay, i don't have enough time to explain all the details but Zerlex is getting worse. I'm taking him into the hospital and i won't be back till tomorrow. or maybe sunday. I'm not ignoring you guys, but my cousin comes first. I'm sorry
Become History ~Human!Sly x Reader
Human!Sly Cooper x Reader
(Name) sighed, rubbing a hand through her (Hair Color) hair. She was so stressed out.
But who wouldn't be when your a six year old in an orphanage who is going to be presented to a couple who wants to adopted a child. Only one child. That means you've only got one chance to impress them or you'll end up still in the orphanage.
Ms. Puffin, the lady in charge, brushed her purplish gray hair back and ushered all the kids with a glare to the orphanage lobby.
The lovely couple smiled at seeing all the cute kids but their eyes widened when the looked in (Name)'s direction.
"That one; the little girl." The man said, walking toward (Name). (Name)'s eyes widened and she couldn't suppress a happy grin.
(Name) opened her small arms to embrace them but was surprised to see them walk right past her.
CAP.1: Servant Of Evil
-…¡llévensela!, ya veremos cómo pagara las consecuencias por sus actos, ASESINA- dijo esa mujer con la brillante armadura carmesí mirando con odio a esa princesa de tan solo 16 años
Pero lo que todas esas personas no sabían es que esa no era la princesa que buscaban; más bien era su amor verdadero Marshall, su sirviente, el más leal de todos sus sirvientes quien se hizo pasar por su amada
-¡oh! pero si no es un hombre -dijo ese chico disfrazado
-¡cállate! Tu mataste al amor de mi vida -se escucho a lo lejos una voz,
La voz de un hombre; con una mascara ese hombre el príncipe de una tierra muy lejana que estaba comprometido con una campesina del reino de la bondad y humanidad, mejor conocido como el “reino verde”, pero, esa campesina fue asesinada por aquella persona a quien culpaban de asesinato…
-prepárate princesa, porque tus pecados serán p
Shelby's Buoyancy LessonShelby considered her situation carefully. She was surrounded by kids in a rec center gymnasium, and she'd just swallowed something minty and smooth. Okay, so why was this a bad thing again? Shelby was great with kids, or so she figured, and everybody liked candy, right? So why was she getting a weird feeling in her stomach like something was wrong?
Penelope had talked her into this volunteering gig - "gotta pad out your resume," she said, "when you graduate, you can't just list 'pot smoking' as your extracurricular." Shelby decided she really wanted to do something that wouldn't have the expectations or stress of a job. So, Penelope suggested volunteer work. Perfect for Shelby - probably no careful drug screening involved, either, so she could smoke in the bathrooms of wherever she wound up!
And so she did. Quite heavily. The nice thing about the local rec center was it had windows in the bathrooms, so she could manage to go through a bowl or two without anyone even noticing.
Biography Summary - Eilidh MacAuleyEilidh MacAuley is a Bosmer.
She's 173 years old and right now she feels every single one of those years and more.
Let me tell you what I know about her, although it's only really a brief sketch - (I'll fill in the gaps as I get to know her story):
She was born the youngest of six into a dirt-poor family grubbing an existence from the land in a tiny hamlet just east of Arenthia not far from the southern borders of Cyrodiil.
When she was six her father died of what we here would call TB and her mother was left to raise the children as best she could, but ultimately as these things do it all went wrong, and with her mother's downward spiral into Skooma-addled prostitution and crime culuminating in her being thrown into Arenthia's dungeons, the family was sundered and Eilidh then aged just 17 and with her family scattered, set off to seek her fortune.
Over the next few decades, as far as I can tell, she worked amongst other things as a maidservant and housekeeper, was a petty thief and ra
Nameless The older dragon let out a roar, stretching to show the full length of his thick wings, battering with strength against the blasting wind. It's younger son watched.
"Listen and feel for it," whispered Kryst, the older dragon. He had his test passed long ago, recieving his name proudly.
The young dragon has known for the moment to come. All dragons did. He was ready to receive his dragon name. Or at least, he thought that he was ready. Memories flashed in his head of the many times of when he hid among the rocks from the chilling air. Recently, he went out a little bit more, edging away through the cave-home he had spent most of his life in. His eyes briefly flashed with his father.
"Go," said Kryst.
The young dragon crept forward until he could see what all of the cliff edge had hidden beneath him. The wind was blowing harder now. He felt like a tiny star in the skies when it's dark. He slowly opened his delicate wings open, almost flinching when the air c
Golden Luck 6 A Tsume x Reader StoryChapter 6
It was getting dark pretty fast, and [Name] and the pack were heading towards a cemetery; not the best place to be in at night.
‘’This place gives me the willies’’ Hige said, he was hugging himself out of what seemed to be fear.
‘’Hey guys, why not just get out of this town as quick as possible?’’ [Name] had said; she was unconsciously getting closer to Tsume.
Tsume didn’t seem to mind, he was probably frightened as well.
Soon the pack had come across a large hole,
And before anyone could blink, an old wolf had popped out of the random hole in the ground.
Everyone screamed out of fear, except Tsume and Kiba (SURPRISING ISN’T IT)
At that moment [Name] had held onto Tsume by the arm,
And she didn’t seem to want to let go anytime soon.
Tsume inwardly blushed; he had never expected her reaction to be so physical.
Kiba had soon straightened himself out and asked the old wolf what he was doing.
The old timer laughed,
Unexpected VisitGlenn woke up this morning with a strange feeling of serendipity, as if he knew today held a surprise in store for him. Of course this didn't excuse him from chores. Speaking of which, he could already hear the tell tale wailing from the nursery of the orphanage. So many babies were going to need changing, and he hadn't even eaten his breakfast yet! Glenn yawned before getting up to fold up his sleeping pallet. "Boys time to fold up the beds and move everything back!" he called down the halls. To make use of the limited space in the orphanage, everyone had their own sleeping bag that they put away during the day so the rooms could be used for something else.
Sharian let out a sigh as she walked with her arms folded in front of her as she just looked ahead. "Somehow...this walk just seems boring...Gotta say, having nothing to do other than training is starting to get boring...maybe I should find something else to do." As she looks down at the ground, the sound of children nearby caused
A Little Decision-Contest Entry
This was his last sunset. His digits were ice-cold despite the warm salt-breeze. They dug into the limestone rocks at the cliff's edge. The cliffs had eroded back slowly for so long, losing inches every year. He imagined them disappearing in front of him, beneath him, crumbling into dust against sprays of ocean foam, the inevitable, dizzy fall-
"You could take the dive and defy destiny now." The cackling voice startled Bezaubert. "Or maybe that would just be giving into it. Being a coward about it."
"So are all the gods laughing at me, Zeus?" Bezaubert merely glanced at Zeus out of the corner of his eye. The lord oracle knew he looked pathetic, head bowed, wings crumpled into an impossibly small mass. There was no strength in him to bother for dignity.
The black dragon grinned coldly.
"We're all quite puzzled. This is well beyond the lesser deities." Zeus sauntered forward to take position to Bezaubert's left, clea
Within YouOh, how you’ve turned my heart, my mind, my world, entirely upside down with longing, you precious girl. I’m starved for your attention. I’m exhausted from trying to obtain it. Everything I’ve done has been for you alone. I move the stars for no one else. Only you. Had it been any other, I would have never even considered it. You’ve run so long and so far; farther than I ever thought you would. Farther, I think, than even you thought you could. And now, as you look at me after everything I’ve put you through, your eyes are understandably cruel…..just as the perils I’ve made you face have perhaps been too cruel. But I believe in you and in your heart. I believe that those eyes will soften. That you’ll understand why I’ve done what I’ve done. …..I have to believe that. Because if you don’t, I’ll die. I can’t live without the sunlight you bring to me. I can’t love without your heart beating i
Falling to rise to heavenFalling to Rise To Heaven.
I found a memory while I sat like Siddhartha calm with my own view of bias thoughts of calm reality and my own distorted hope.
I showed the memory that is now the future what I was thinking with my lips.
Should I be a book seller, a barista, or a nude model for the artist to view over a nothing?
It was like a first kiss, but that is a memory.
Still one that makes me crave.
no one measures.
Hold me you, I'm cold.
I found a memory that is going to be my future.
The future is heaven after leaving heaven to go to limbo then up to heaven then back down to drag through purgatory then heaven hit me into hell then purgatory slid me in nothing so I could return to heaven.
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