The view from my front window this morning... Ok... I need più words here... ooh SONG LYRICS WILL WORK!!!
"Hail To The King"
Watch your tongue, I'll have it cut from your head Save your life da keeping whispers unsaid Children roam the streets, now orphans of war Bodies hanging in the streets to adore
Royal flames will carve a path in chaos, Bringing daylight to the night Death is riding into town with armor, They've come to take all your rights
Hail to the king, hail to the one Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun Hail to the king
Hail! Hail! Hail! The King...
Blood is spilled while holding keys to the throne...
ciao there, my name is Vensa, nice to meet 'cha! I'm fifteen years old. I have smokey black hair, periwinkle eyes, pale skin, and I'm considered kinda tall for girls. I have only a few friends, but my best friend is names Catina, she's fourteen years old, just a little bit younger than me. She has bright arancia, arancio hair, beautiful grey eyes, light skin and is only just shorter than me da a couple inches.
I go to an all girls boarding school, I'n in my first anno of high school, although the age for our school is thirteen through nineteen. And because of my school, seeing boys is really rare,...
*at the Assassins in Training tower at the pallacanestro, basket court*
"-Sigh- I wish the only person i knew here wasn't my father," Kaylee thought, sitting alone on a bench watching the others have fun. Then, Kaylee heard a voice. "Hey, are te ok?" she looked up, their was a girl standing in front of her, she had short blonde hair, brown eyes, pale skin, and was wearing a red vest, a black shirt, and a gray skirt. "I'm alright," Kaylee responded. "I'm Miranda, whats your name?" Miranda asked. "I'm Kaylee," Kaylee said. "Do te want to be my friend? te seem lonely," "Its just that, i don't know anybody,...
It's taken me awhile, but I have three new Anime series under my belt, ready for capsule reviews:
Fractale: An odd little series, and hard to describe. A boy finds himself caught up in a war between people who rely on technology to an extreme extent, and those people who want to get back to the farm, so to speak. Which side is right is for te to decide. But heed this warning: war is bad.
Linebarrels of Iron—A bullied boy is accidentally killed, then resurrected da a mecha. He now has the strength to take on bullies and pilot the mecha. He goes gung-ho. Fortunately, the beautiful alien Emi...
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