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Once I have thought
I am just me
But elegant whispers flows
tickling the tip of my finger
I'm not just me
Let the Rain fallLet the rain fall down upon me
So I can let my tears run free
I won't show the people how I feel
Or doomed I will be
~DA-points-dispatch 35 No deviations.
A SecretThere's always a sequence.
It starts with the discovery. A shining gem that you've been given. The laughter, or the shock, but always the knowledge that this gem has to be hidden away, and you can't show anyone, do you promise?
Then, the satisfaction. You have that little gem, tucked away out of sight. And if anyone sees you grinning, well, you're just happy. You don't know anything special, what makes them think that?
Next, the guilt. Perhaps you've been shown a similar gem. Perhaps someone close needs to know about yours. But it's killing you, why did you promise to hide that stupid thing in the first place?
The tension. It needs to be
Battle of the Rabbit
The eve before battle:
Two Armies entrench upon there hill
nervous tension begin to build
Swords being sharpen,
Horses being feed
Armor is check,
and Arrows Fletch
I look to west and stare upon the setting sun
As the sky fade to colors of reds, yellow, and blood
I see the banner of army of the west
Dragon with 12 heads
On pearl backdrop,
in top right bares the moon in middle phase
in lower left bares a cross encircled
Their soldiers seem to be dancing,
Chanting a chant of blood
I watch as one winged mount swoop down
and scarfed one up.
His screams be heard,
yet the eerie became worse
after he fell silent, it was cheers I h
Is Any... Chapter 1Chapter 1: The Getaway
I know that the whole mental institution thing was a dream, but it was too real to ignore. As me, Donald, and Goofy are heading towards the second district, my mind drifts to that nightmare. As they walk off to the left, towards the hotel, I stop in terror. How do I know that the dream was my keyblade testing me? I just assumed that is what had happened since the keyblade was what gave off a life force. My mind starts to race, how do I know what is real and what is fantasy? Panic settles over me. My breathing starts to quicken and I fall to my knees; my palms on the ground. Nothing seems like it i
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