Some ocean-inspired... verbage.
It's HotIt's supposed to be 104 today. I really, really hate summer weather here.
The Sea at TwilightAs the sun hangs Just above the horizon It casts a brilliant and Blinding light on the water.The Sea at Twilight
Simple rocks gleam like Precious stones in the
Sheen of the water and Glow of the fading sun.
Fragments of shells
Are as delicate and masterful As the finest pottery When touched by the water.
Yet, pick them up,
And the magic fades.
The rocks are again simple And the shells are broken.
Even the whole ones Are plain without the sea.
And to take them
From that glow of the final Breath of daylight Is to steal.
&n
Now is the TimeNow is the time to put away the sun. Box it up, and replace it with a wan and paltry imitation. Veil the moon and extinguish the stars--such garish things aren't needed anymore. Blanch the sky, paint it gray. Drain the life from the clouds and let the misty corpses fall to earth to be swallowed by the sea.Now is the Time
Now is the time for the death of butterflies. Rob the birds of their wings and let the flowers whither. Trap the wind so that it may not whisper or sigh. Let the leaves tumble from the trees and leave skeletons standing behind. Turn the bushes to tombstones.
Now is the time for quiet. Silence the singing and snuf
Envy for AtlasWhen I was a child, everyone who met me called meEnvy for Atlas
“An old soul.”
My mother said that I seemed to understand Even then The weight of the world.
Her words turned to prophecy Because, as it happened The weight of the world would test itself against me.
I would come to envy Atlas Because for him, at least The weight of the sky pressed on his shoulders And not his spirit.
Before I had entered the range of ages that end with ‘teen’
I was a hardened warrior.
Cold and stony
A rose’s thorns without the flower With the
The SnakeShe took several quick steps backward as he advanced on her, his face dark with rage. Her back collided with the wall of the living room, and he stopped a few feet away.The Snake
“I’m telling you now,” he hissed, “that this is how it’s going to be.”
A low, dry hiss rattled from the other side of the room. Her eyes flicked over to the coffee table, searching for the source. A bead of sweat slid down her face.
“N-no,” she stammered, looking back at him. She wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans. “It’s not.”
He narrowed his
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Schya, eh. :3
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Schya, eh. :3
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There are two sides to every soul. When we find the balance between our light and our darkness, we will truly find ourselves.
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'Forever we'll be crucified to a dream' HIM
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There are two sides to every soul. When we find the balance between our light and our darkness, we will truly find ourselves.
thank you so much for the
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There are two sides to every soul. When we find the balance between our light and our darkness, we will truly find ourselves.
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