I don’t want to get up. Why would I even think about it, at four AM on a Saturday? I don’t know. Something just calls. Scorpio, it whispers, Come to me. Come to me, and bạn will be free. Who are you? Where do I go? I call out sleepily. The shout is only in my head, but I feel it goes out into the darkness all the same. You will know, Scorpio. bạn will know what to do. Go to the river, it beckons. So I teeter down the stairs, fully clothed, in a dreamlike state.
Hi. So yeah, from the tiêu đề I think you've gathered this story is about .... well let's just say a problematic 19 năm old struggling to find a meaning in life.
If you're a typical "Caucasian" you'll never understand the things we "brown people" have to face. Over-protective parents are just the start. The kinds of people are totally different. The type of "cheats", "betrayers", "heart-breakers".
Being born in a place 2% of the people worldwide knew is just the start of a slightly difficult life. For now,...
It’s raining. Not like a hard rain hoặc anything. Parker makes his way downy the highway with determination and a degree of speed that might not be exactly legal. But he isn’t going alarmingly fast. He maneuvers his car–a rather stylish Dodge Viper–into the fast lane. It isn’t the latest model but he has it painted a sleek purple some shade in between light and dark. After successfully making his pass he get back into the right lane. He’s behind a Chrysler Pacifica with a collect of bumper and window stickers.
bạn hear a lonesome bird call as bạn wander out of the forest. It is dull and misty. The sky is concrete, bạn can taste rain in the air.
Fell it on the breeze.
But bạn don't care, bạn keep waking. Walking into the opening where the trees grow ever thêm sparse. Where the woodland meets the grassland and all that remains are the twigs and trunks the forest had coughed out. Your bate feet slide over the greenest dewy grass. And here bạn arrive with a sense of peace despite the chilly drizzle that has just begun to fall. A few thêm steps have bạn standing in the center...
Really old thing I dug up. Because I was reminded of it.
Elise stood before two paths. Upland trail, read the sign, rickety and made of moss eaten and decaying wood. And Downback Thickets, indicated its sister sign. What a lonely, bleak place, Elise pondered. She looked skyward. The surrounding trees were rather intrusive, blocking her view of the foggy-quartz sky. She nudged at a rock with her big toe. Her big toe?! “Where are my shoes?” She muttered aloud. When had she Mất tích them? How hadn’t she noticed the mud squishing between her toes? She...
Ever wonder what the Disney princesses look like in real life? Well, now bạn can! I looked through many pictures of women emulating Disney princesses hoặc just Disney females in general and found many that looked almost real! I picked from the ones I thought looked most like the character, and I was astonished at how well these people made themselves resemble those characters. So, be amazed at how much these women look like the character they are portraying and enjoy!
Stellar Arach was not a direct goddess in descent, nor was she a god's. Helios, the God of the Sun had được trao his wicked granddaughter Medea two Những câu chuyện về rồng that bestowed wings to pull her chariot hundreds of millenniums ago. As time progressed, so did the dragon-line. Few Olympians, banned bởi Zeus for their lust of the new dragon descendants, had children. And as the Ancient Greek Gods and Goddesses faded, so did the family lines. -------- Stellar and her elder brother, being the last of the dragon line with Olympian blood pumping through their veins, were left as the Guardians over...