The Three Faces of Death - Chapter 1 (WIP)
Looking back, it is not hard for Juno to recall where everything in her life went wrong. It all started on one of the last days of Summer, when the strange storyteller walked into Xant with his bird and his gnarled staff.
The trees were still green and the river outside of town was filled to its highest, the water almost spilling over the bank. The midday meal and respite was just ended, the town square once again filled with vendors and buyers, traders and hagglers, as well as the yoked or caged animals for travel, rent, or sale. A few heavy carts were pulled over the flagstones by beasts of burden, conveying wealthier patrons. Meanwhile the children shoved and maneuvered their way through it all, lost in games, time-wasting, or mischievous activities while their parents attentions were diverted or altogether missing.
Standing amidst all of this was Juno, almost overwhelmed by the noise and the people that surged around her. Her mother had sent her to the market to sell the three penf
My Head Is Thor (SteveXTeenReaderXThor) OneShotAnother violent coughing fit erupted from the woman’s bathroom of the middle school. Steve cringed in response wanting to go in. His poor little baby girl was hacking her brains out and it killed him to know he couldn’t do anything. But rules like those preventing him from saving her were ones he couldn’t break. Being the gentlemen he was he wouldn’t enter the ladies facilities. He just couldn’t mentally do it, every time he tried his muscles would jam up and he wouldn’t be able to move. If only he was Tony, than he could go in easily with no guilt. Sadly, for this one situation he wasn’t. So he was forced to wait until she finished.
And when she did finally step out (F/N) looked like a zombie. Her face pale like she had seen a ghost and her eyes puffy and red. Steve almost expected his daughter to insect on going back to class denying that she was ill. However it seemed like the normal feisty (F/N) just wasn’t there. Instead she help her
Digital Hugs. I was going to end my life. I was gonna take a razor, and slide it deep into my wrists. But I was saved. By something so unbelievable, by someone so powerful. By someone I would never forget. They call him online thehero1, but I'll forever call him my savior..
**** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** ****
Logging in to Savvy Nights online chat..
Connecting to a random stranger..
thehero1: What's up?
thehero1: Are you okay?
SaveMe: No, not at all.
thehero1: Can you tell me what's wrong?
SaveMe: What isn't?
thehero1: Me. If somethings bothering you, you should tell someone. Even a complete stranger can help.
SaveMe: Wow, sounds total cliche.
thehero1: Then humor me on your issues.
SaveMe: My father is hitting
Mechanid World - Brother NickYoung Nick Lopez scowled as he looked out his bedroom window, seeing the rain coming down in sheets with lightning and thunder accompanying it.
Hate it when it rains… I don’t get to play outside and it’s hard to get to bed with all the racket the thunder makes… Oi… Ridiculo.
He sighed as he leaned over to his night stand, picking up the book he had left there.
Might as well see what happens next… He grinned as he opened the book. Lead the way Frodo.
As he read on he heard a creek from the door to his room. He looked over and saw nothing. He shrugged, looking back at this book. Then he felt a tug on his blanket.
He looked down, his brown eyes meeting with pale amber ones. The eyes of his younger sister, Miranda… who looked on the brink of tears and was holding her stuffed helicopter close to her.
Nick got a worried look. “Hermana? What are you doing out of bed?” He asked as he slipped of his bed, knee
Lista de programas transmitidos por Venecity
Esto es todo el contenido que tendra mi canal venezolano de television ficticio: "Venecity"
Esto no es un horario,simplemente es un listado de los programas,peliculas y bloques que tendra este canal familiar.
Derbez en Cuando
El Chapulin Colorado
El Principe de Rap
Los Tres Chiflados
Agua Teen Hunger Force (solo en el horario nocturno)
Coraje el Perro Cobarde
Dragon Ball Z
Don Gato y su Pandilla
El Espectacular Hombre Araña
El Fantasma del Espacio de Costa a Costa (solo en el horario nocturno)
El Laboratorio de Dexter
El Nuevo Show del Pajaro Loco
El Oso Yogi
El Rancho del Pajaro Amarillo
El Show de la Pantera Rosa
El Show del Raton (Disney's House of Mouse)
Garfield y sus Amigos
Happy Tree Friends (solo en el horario nocturno)
Hi Hi Puffy Ami Yumi
Johnny Bravo (solo en el bloque de Cartoon Cartoons)
La Vaca y el Pollito (solo en el bloque de Cartoon Carto
El perro 2James P. Sullivan, se paseaba de un lado a otro de la sala, sin detener sus pasos pesados que resonaban a pesar la existencia de la alfombra debajo de él, emitiendo por momentos, suaves gruñidos amenazadores por la indecisión que vivía en ese instante.
Por unos segundos se detenía levantando la cabeza como si una idea llegara a su mente, para después reiniciar su camino negando suavemente con la cabeza y bajándola nuevamente, sin dejar de mover su cola de un lado a otro.
El pequeño Michael James Sullivan, se encontraba sentado en el sofá más grande y largo de todo el set de sillones que adornaban la sala, mismo que podía tener tres monstruos de tamaño media, cuatro o más de tamaño pequeño y a su madre cuando le daba por dormir en ese sofá, manteniendo las manos unidas al frente, colgando, y la mirada agachada, esperando que empezara en cualquier momento el regaño, o le jalara del pellejo del cuello par
“Come on, Gloria. It’ll look amazing, trust me.”
Gloria Winchester glared at her twin, narrowing her eyes. Couldn’t he tell she was never going to agree to his idiot plan?
“Please?” Sean asked again, pouting at her and clasping his hands together over his heart. Gloria found it hard to believe that he was older than her, even if only by a few minutes. He was acting like such a child.
“No,” Gloria told him flatly, looking him in the eyes seriously. Sean’s eyes were a pale silver- the mirror image of her own. They looked similar, both having pale skin, silver eyes, and thin bodies. They had the same well-defined cheekbones and boney shoulders, and on the occasion when Sean was angry, or Gloria was actually happy and smiling, their expressions were the same. It was almost like looking at herself in the
K9 Laboratories- Zadanie #1 BeatriceOtworzyłam oczy i spojrzałam na zegar zawieszony na ścianie.
Czemu mama mnie nie obudziła? Zwykle przychodzi mnie budzić punkt ósma.
Oh no tak, przecież od roku mieszkam sama. Jakoś nadal nie mogę przywyknąć.
Zwlekam się z łóżka i idę do kuchni. Jeśli można tak nazwać małe pomieszczenie, gdzie mieści się tylko stół, lodówka i raptem dwie szafki, a obecność więcej niż jednej osoby wywołuje okropną ciasnotę.
Po kilku minutach wracam do pokoju z kubkiem kakao i kanapkami z Nuttellą. Lepszego posiłku sobie nie wyobrażam.
Opadam na krzesło i odpalam laptopa. To jedna z niewielku rzeczy w tym mieszkaniu, które pochodzą z tego dziesięciolecia. Reszta to jakieś przestarzałe śmieci, weźmy na przykład meble w salonie czy w kuchni.
Jak zwykle po zalogowaniu urucham
heaven.I wondered tonight as I wandered besides the sea, the sky shrinking and the moon casting a pastel glow against the waves. I wondered as to whether this was heaven, a long sandy beach, quiet at sundown, ragged and beautiful.
So I stood for a while until the waves lapped over my boots and I remembered soon, the tide would come in and sweep me away.
And then I contemplated instead upon whether heaven could really exist and if it did, could it ever be truly perfect?
Compton Bay, 28.10.14
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