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For Our Sovereign LandWe march in her defence!For Our Sovereign Land by aillin1
On cours-battaile pour sa defense!
Towards the chaos,
We unite to face our attacker.
Our views be many,
We fight together to protect our home.
We fight for our land!
On battaile pour notre terre-même!
The Red and Blue united,
Yet reds and blues fight.
With hubris they march,
With determination we stand.
Dishonour beyond reason!
Our courts lie in ruins
Burned to the ground.
Like dragon's breath is the eagle's cry.
Our homes burn under black smoke.
The fork has blasted a shout.
A warning of what is to come.
I command the sea!
La mers aux moi!
Shannon's cries demand yield.
Her opponent will give it.
She will not be denied,
She will not be beaten.
Our hero beaten, our cause made deep as his grave.
Notre seigneur décédé, notre cause plus fort.
Brock lies dead on the Heights.
We will continue our valiant march.
Our upper and lower state will remain one,
Our cause will remain true.
To the white mansion we march.
To our aggressor we bring to justice.
So far... Chptr 1 through 5So farSo far... Chptr 1 through 5 by KaiaKay421
It's the day before my birthday and everything is normal as usual. Nothing exciting or anything, but you wouldn't think that seeming I live in New York City. But aside from the Macy's day parade, and Broadway, and anything else that ends up on the news, New York City is pretty much, busy, loud, and boring. I sometimes wonder what it's like to go to a public school in New York. I've always been homeschooled. But I'm friends with
a little bit of Chptr 6Chapter 6a little bit of Chptr 6 by KaiaKay421
I woke up with the sun in my eyes. I rubbed my head then sat up, feeling a strong tension in my right hand. I looked down and saw Connor holding my hand tightly, cuddled into the side of where I was laying. I lay back down and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close. Then I gasped as he rolled over on me.
I never realized how heavy he was until now. I did think about pushing him off but he was warm, and smelt good. So I just kind of dealt with the heaviness and cuddled into his chest, listening to the slow race of his heartbeat. He sighed contently, and then yawned. Smiling I leaned up and kissed his cheek as I watched his eyes slowly open. He grinned down at me and pulled me on top of him.
I giggled, as he asked "How are you feeling?" he kissed my cheek
I smirked a bit "Better than before."
"Mmm that's good." he smiled and squeezed me. I smiled widely and pushed myself up, straddling his waist. He moaned a bit when I grinded teasingly, and placed his hands o
Ode to a KnifeLove is a sharp blade.Ode to a Knife by cookie13500
It can hurt
you. It can
kill you. Yet it can
provide you a
that nothing else can give you.
Love cuts into you and
spills your passion for your
Only a small
The pain is only temporary, for
the clearness one receives
it is too
it only provides
pain. A pain that splits
your heart like an overripe berry
and stabs you in the
A pain that slashes deep cuts
and drains your love until
beating. A pain
that makes you scream
agony. A pain so real it can make
the strongest man
Then there are
the other ones.
The ones that love completely
tears up like a rabid
Love slits their throat and
leaves them to
in their own blood and lust.
Love stabs them and
leaves them to
clutching their bleeding wound.
When controlled, love
is powerful. It purifies and
cleanses the soul.
When wild, love is
destructive. It kills and
Commission - Dirty SecretA house so splendid and fineCommission - Dirty Secret by Diluculi
A house you proudly call "Mine"
Yet I spy with my little eye ...
But behind the facade: rotten wood
Skeletons in closets shut for good
At heart you are oh so pure
The just's sleep is your's for sure
But still my little eye does spy...
Do you have sweet dreams, my dear, at night
While you did leave me with hurt and fright?
A gentleman and a sir
You believe that's what you are
And I hear with my little ear...
All of the silent cries you blocked out
So long you don't even hear me shout
Keep pretending, go ahead
Yet your secret still isn't dead
I'm alive and won't disappear
A haunting ghost I don't want to be
I rather take the life you owe me
Between Two States of Being"Look," you said.Between Two States of Being by SomethingOnceSacred
And I saw
The gap between the worlds,
One above, and one
Below the clouds.
The separation is slender,
And even when I stand
At my highest point,
I can only ever hope
The slightest brush of water vapor.
Make the rain acidic
And then wonder why it burns them.
I have found a place higher
Than the tainted rain,
I cannot reach the sun.
When you stood at
That peak beside me,
As you closed your eyes
With such grace and faith;
I was almost startled
To see the ground rush up to meet you.
"The Earth is so beautiful from here."
For a moment,
I sought to be
As courageous as you were.
While I backed away from the edge,
That you were a misguided fool
To think you knew anything
Of the sky.
Viridian GoldViridian Gold by AlizaFoxx
This gold cannot be sold for profit; nor can it be made to encase jems. This gold
only beats at you until you are bloody and ragged; a mere skeleton of what you once were.
The only thing it has in common with the true gold is its ability to turn men, into
Sand slipped stealthily through the young woman's clenched fist. There are many
who have adapted to this harsh climate, only the strong survive. Clenching her eyes shut,
an image appears, one not made from the heat of the sun as it crushed down upon each
living creatures' neck, but of a memory. She remembers the faces of her younger siblings,
a small boy and a girl only a few years younger than herself. Her heart felt slowly
punctured with the thoughts, and a fountain of tears rose to her ears and nose,
threatening to spill.
Jerking back to the present she shook off her emotions and knelt down, sensing a
calculated stare resting on her. Turning slowly, she scanned the barren sandy plains.
ShineSince I was born I've had light bulbs all over my body.Shine by MLG5X
This is a unique quality that through my life got me a lot of popularity and attention.
I remember for example, that in primary school I was constantly surrounded by people.
Everybody would ask me things like how it felt to have light bulbs or if they could touch them, some kids even spent entire classes looking directly at me with curious eyes.
I honestly didn't mind much about all the attention, but after a while I started to be slightly annoyed; it’s only natural, after so much time surrounded by people you begin to desire to be left alone.
By middle school all of the kids grew accustomed to my bulbs so I wasn't surrounded all the time like before.
This time there was instead a selected group of teenagers that would follow me only to make fun of me, to call me names and make obscene jokes about my bulbs.
I couldn't understand why they were doing that, it was not my fault that I was different.
At the end of the day I just
The ClimbAt one point there was a mountain in my way.The Climb by MLG5X
The mountain was colossal, it seemed like it was as tall as the sky itself, it was also really steep and, as I looked at it with astonished eyes, it seemed like it was just getting taller and taller.
I was sure that I was incapable of climbing such a mountain so I decided than the best course of action was just to stop and remain there.
Some days passed.
I have watched other people trying to climb the mountain, most of them succeeding but some of them failing.
For me attempting to climb was absolutely out of the question.
I had trained myself to think that I was one of the ones who would fall.
Some days passed.
I made a friend, he thought that the mountain was absolutely unclimbable just like me.
We spent our time talking about how stupid of an idea was to climb the mountain and how sad and miserable our lives were because of the existence of that structure.
We were also encouraged to stay there by the people who kept falling off the mountai
ScaredWhere am I? How did I get here?Scared by MLG5X
I don’t know how but I know there's something in this place, something I'm afraid of, something I don’t want near me.
So I run, as fast as I can, I can feel him, he's here, he's there, he's everywhere.
I'm desperate, I feel how every step takes more and more of my hope away. I know he's going to get me, I know he's going to force me to go with him.
I have to stop, I can't go on any longer. I turn around to at least see who or what is going to drag me to my grave and I remain absolutely astonished as I recognize a familiar figure.
The first thing I see when I wake up is the reflection of my face full of sweat and fear in a mirror.
SoldierToday I go to war.Soldier by MLG5X
To me it is an honor to represent and defend my country from the enemy.
And who exactly is the enemy?
They are horrible cold blooded creatures that will immediately kill me as soon as they see me, for they do not have any emotions, any heart; they are the enemy, just that.
If I see one of them I shoot, no questions asked, this is a world of kill or be killed.
Finally the time has come, I’m ready and determination fills my gaze as I march towards the battle.
The moment I was waiting for arrives. There is one of them right in front of me, so I quickly get out my gun and without thinking it twice I shoot it.
I feel great.
"That's one of many." I think to myself as I get closer to admire the corpse of the beast.
Suddenly all of the enthusiasm, determination, will and pride vanish away as in the fallen soldier I see myself dressed up in another uniform.
Infinite crown Chapter 32- Innocent kidnap (2) During Sayomi's past, her father Akio finds out that his new lover Kazumi is pregnant and decides to let her stay with the Nakamura family. How will the kids get along with her?Infinite crown Chapter 32- Innocent kidnap (2) by Gm27
Sayomi: (happy) Hi lady!
Kazumi: (smiling) Hello.
Sayomi: What's your name?
Kazumi: You can call me Kazumi.
Sayomi: Are you going to be our new mommy?
Kazumi: Um, I don't know yet.
Sayomi: I don't mind. I don't know what its like to have a mother.
Kazumi: (giggling) If I become your new mother, will you be okay with that?
Sayomi: (excited) Yes! Be my new mom!
Takumi: (irritated) I DON'T APPROVE!!!
Akio: Hey Sayomi. Your big brother wants another bowl of ramen.
Sayomi: (happy) Okay.
She makes more ramen.
Sayomi: Here you go big brother.
He eats it, and runs to the bathroom.
Sayomi: Hey daddy? I think brother is going number 2 again.
Akio: (laughing) He must really love your food.
Sayomi: Hey dad?
Sayomi: What does pregnant mean?
Akio: Sayomi. You're a bi
The Giraffe-ApocalypseI know it all sounds crazy but hear me out. So today I was on a walk with my family and some family friends, we ended up at a pub after a 4 mile walk and this is where my brain child evolved!The Giraffe-Apocalypse by AoRuiHui-Adams
So I was thinking about how humans have managed to domesticate horses, and I was then drawn into the possible idea of domesticating other more exotic animals , more specificaly ,giraffes .What if humans could domesticate giraffes like they did with horses, imagine that care free giraffe s frolicing in feilds across britian, renound giraffe farmers entering their prize giraffes In county fairs for judging.
This is the point at which my sister Meredith pointed out the fact that if your farming giraffes what would you farm them for? This is when I suggested milk , and things got serious!
IN merediths view , giraffes that have been domesticated should be used for one purpose , and one purpose only -SCARF MODELLING-this is a valid idea and one we all (family included) agreed with.However this is
I'm so fancy (deviantART parody) First things First, their the realest (realest)I'm so fancy (deviantART parody) by AskBrickOfBloodclan
Adopt this and let the whole world create it (create it)
I’m still in a closed species business
You’ll never get one, face the realness!
You should get a bad pup like this!
Drop the price, and sweetening it up like citrus!
Water dog, Cinnadog, Sushidog,
High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist!
See the nekois like it’s the plan
Try to create a species to withstand
Bring the hooks in, where’s the species at?
See the slime rockpups glistening, you should get that.
I'm so fancy
Gotten all the blogs
I’m in the fast lane
From water dogs to Cinnadogs
I'm so fancy
Can’t face this homeboy
That’s not the least, just chilling with the nekoi.
I said baby, I do this, I thought that, you knew this
Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is
War on the war godSampoWar on the war god by ElveTheInsane
The great work of the blacksmith
Was taken by great evil
The magic cast by Louhi
'twas then when Väinämöinen
Sailed out on an adventure
In high pursuit
She noticed our heroes
Unyielding and possessive
She called for Iku-Turso
With might and all his glory
He rose out of the blue-sea
Then it began
War on the war god
Rising from the depths
Fear the son of Old-age
Who comes for your flesh
Fire burned down the windrows
He blocked out the light
He who stopped the white-clouds
Brought the endless night
He goes by many a name
The father of diseases
And what he really looked like
Thousand heads or thousand horns
No one had known
Was asked by Väinämöinen
"Why riseth thou from blue-sea?
Why dost thou leave thy castle,
Show thyself to these heroes?"
Turisas gave no answer
Was least afraid
War on the war god
Rising from the depths
Fear the son of Old-age
Who comes for your flesh
Fire burned down the windrows
He blocked ou
Kisses and Popsicles Quicksilver x Reader Chp. 1Kisses and Popsicles Quicksilver x Reader Chp. 1 by loveandpeace91
It's Saturday morning your riding your bike over to your friend Peter's house when you arrive there's a cop car there no surprise really Peter is notorious for stealing things due to his mutant ability speed and were not talking 60mph were talking faster than a bullet.
You pull your bike up to the side of the house and watch the cops leave shaking their heads,then you head Inside saying a quick "hi" and "how are you?" to his mom and sister before going down to the basement you find him speeding about playing ping pong and then snatching your bag knowing you have some candy in it."What's wrong with your car?"He ask."Oh the transmission went out..and it has a few other issues to so I'm stuck with my bike for now."You snatch your purse from him and have a seat next to him."Oh well why don't you just steal one?You could use your ability and get one easy."He pokes you then you shake your head."No..i'd rather not."He goes to put his arm around you but you stand and look at the latest items h
MLP: A Rockdog Ate My HomeworkMLP: A Rockdog Ate My Homework by Courageous-of-Light
It is another beautiful and golden morning here on the Kingdom Island of Harmony...and every denizen is up and about preparing for a new day at work or for play. Every pony, zebra, dragon, changeling, buffalo, griffin, and otherwise all rise from their beds when the warm, bright sun rises from the ocean's horizon...brought up by none other than the alicorn Princess of the Sun herself: Celestia of Equestria.
All while the adults attend their daily role of going to work or keeping their homes tidy for their families, the young students of Tambelon...from preschool to high school...are all taking the time to complete their Summer Homework Projects, as required by both the Schools and Royalty of Tambelon: Everypony must write a few pages on what they did this summer and anything they may have learned along the way.
Starlight, the young alicorn princess of Tambelon, has planned her paper out perfectly: writing one adventure and lesson at a time
Order of Celae: Appendix: The OrderThe Order of Celae is an order governed under the principal belief in the two spirits of Celae, Sol and Luna. Those who favour Sol in the Order, will likely be combatants. Those who favour Luna will likely be intellectuals.Order of Celae: Appendix: The Order by aillin1
Their religious practices centre around the knowledge in the Book of Celae, a tome begun by Michael Erilum, the first mentor, and passed down to each leader.
The Order is lead by a patriarch or matriarch addressed as "The Mentor". A Mentor chooses an apprentice to instruct and educate, and eventually take his/her place. Mentors are the single only person permitted to contribute knowledge into the Book of Celae, and they are the only ones who ever see the missing chapter which has come to be called "The Erilum Declarate". This chapter is said to dictate knowledge of some importance in the Order's actions over the centuries. Acceptance into the Order is earned from demonstrating ones abilities, either in combat or in wit. These qualities are commonly tested in tournam
Cosmic BattlefieldThe radioactive starsCosmic Battlefield by WhisperedInsanity
across the paper-thin sky,
that bled starlight
into the dark and
I couldn't help but think
“This is what war sounds like.”
This is the sound
of a shot through the head
in the ghettos last week,
and this is the lights
spreading as a star
across the depths of infinity,
This is life and
in a vibrant arc
of shimmering chemicals;
so please enjoy the view but
do not touch,
the beauty is too great
for those who are
selfish enough to fear
the infinity after explosion.
Wake UpWhen I dream,Wake Up by DragonairDitto
I gaze into the deep
Abyss of my mind.
I do not look upon
The brilliant lights of
And natural beauty;
I can only see the negative fog
Growing malignant mold
And jagged, dim crevasses
That will never see light
And will never be smooth.
I try to wake up,
To open my eyes,
But I have come to realize
That I had been awake the entire time,
Looking at myself in the mirror.
Though I may be imperfect,
So is the rest of the world.
And, ugliness is all around us;
The terror from our dreams cannot be avoided.
That this isn`t a dream anymore;
We`re all ugly.
If only we could embrace the fact that
Do not exist.
Then only would we all
Be truly beautiful.
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,a dangerous hallucination by prettyflour
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
love letters to zelda fitzgeralddear zelda,love letters to zelda fitzgerald by TheAdequateGatsby
i want to know if you dance like you write.
i want to know if i could have seen the spun-glass of your words
reflected in the glint of your eyes in the spotlight.
did you dance in paris for all your husband’s friends?
i hope you made those Lost Boys hate you and love you and envy you,
and when your husband stepped on your tapping feet
and breathed shame into your ear,
i hope you never listened to him.
did you still love him then?
is that why you wandered?
were you looking for a man to Save You The Waltz,
to hold your hand and dance with you
or to drop your hand and watch you dance
for the velvet night and the sultry moon?
i hope you found him.
i want to know if you lost yourself
in the parisian side-streets and art gallery backrooms,
choking on the smog from your husband’s fat cigars,
or if you blew smoke back into his brutal face
and ruled paris the way you always ruled birmingham.
tell me you gathered the city up in your manicured hands
Halos are overratedFreedom rings. Freedom waves like a banner in the wind. It's old and tattered. So very frayed at the edges but all anyone can see is the big red letters, so bold they're on the verge of blinding. A mess of scarlet ink is all I could make out, the words blurred from a rush of adrenaline. Some make out a blessing, a soft flowing font spelling out a prayer, but me…I was a bull charging, daring those words to come into focus- challenging my conformity.Halos are overrated by prettyflour
I was whiskey brave or was it wine? Oh yes, it was a nice Cabernet left to breathe between my lips then a Moscato so sweet I couldn't see past the taste. A glass half full of defiance that left me drunk and enraged, thrilled and almost out of my mind, but it's not what you think. You see, I used to be a coward. I was a being whose self-worth didn't exist and whose voice was never more than a whisper.
I was told I was loved but never felt like I was. I wanted to be beautiful but my flaws made mirrors run screaming
Sacrificing the SunThe horizon is farther away than I thought it could be,Sacrificing the Sun by FlickeringCandle
"It is for the best."
and now I can't pull it closer, not with ropes on my wrists.
"We need the money."
My home is in the sun, in the heat and gold light;
"They will take care of you."
My family cut me away from the sun.
"We love you."
I thought I could fly when I was a child, soaring through the shimmering air.
"They'll send us money when you work for them."
These people laid me down with bricks.
"They will never hurt you."
I hate it when they touch me.
"They will NEVER hurt you."
I hate it when he touches me.
"How much will you pay us for her?"
They sold my soul for cents and dollars, and I can't rip away my price-tag.
"Get on the plane."
"Don't talk loudly."
"Look at the camera."
"Do NOT leave here."
"After all we've done for you..."
"Why do you make us hurt you, you little..."
"They won't find your body!"
I CAN'T LIVE IN THE DARK ANYMORE.
BastilleWalking out into the dark,Bastille by FlickeringCandle
you take me to your favorite place on earth.
And I'm questioning why as you look to the sky,
to the memories I run from.
"Do you understand that we will never be the same again?"
"Yes, these are the days that bind us together, forever."
Standing on the cliff-face, the highest fall you'll ever grace,
there's an albatross around your neck:
a wonderful part of the mess that we've made.
Now words are all we have.
We used to swim in your stories and get pulled down by their tide.
But if you close your eyes,
we are the last people standing.
Oh, tell yourself how it's going to be,
Oh, to see what it means to be free.
But I don't want to face the world in tears.
PrometheusMy friend told me that cross-roads taught lessons,Prometheus by FlickeringCandle
that on the hangings of cliffs wisdom creeps
into our hands and fills us with knowledge that evaded us,
knowledge that would have led us to a different road.
Life teaches the greatest lessons in the worst of times
and we learn things through hindsight that give us the spark
of truth and the torch that leads others through doors
only opened with keys we picked up with guns to our heads.
She talked of nothing but these things.
She's dead now.
But not in vain, because I will pick up her torch
and carry it to her grave.
I will see her soon.
Bookworm TipoffMain Message:Bookworm Tipoff by IddyBiddySquish
Squishy here; Just wanted to give you guys a good hot tip for if you're a bit of a bookworm like myself: Rivermead Books is my mother's company. The clue is in the title - it's all about books. If you like reading then this is one of the best places to start you're list of to-reads. There's such a large variety of books it would defiantly be in your best interest - both in fulfilling your desire to read the book you and and financially - to check it out.
There's a bit talking about the types of books she sells - it varies from self-help books to fantasy novels to note books to art books - even some horror genre in there . But I can't be specific as its such a big list. Either way, the chances are high in that there'll be something that'll catch your eye. That or you might find that book you were looking for but could never find a decent price. Who knows?
Well, you will if you check it out
- Squishy (Aka Alicia)
SwansongI can tell you an old story long over-dueSwansong by The-Ditch-Digger
You say you can listen, but I don’t believe you
About old friends and the adventures we had
These stories only serve to make us sad
Yet I know you stopped listening long ago
As I recount the greatest hits blow-by-blow
And I know that all that is left is a necrotic heart
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