"Come on my child let us begin," he said as he walked me to a tree stump near the flame. The stars outshined the moon tonight. Their light made me wonder if they In the moment of thought, a star glides across the sky.
"Above all odds, something good should come out of this," I whispered to myself with a smile. There was a motion swimming in the air, a wave that came from the drums. The screams of flutes and rattles drove the villagers to stomp and chant around the wavering flame. Father stood there, as he sings a Song of the Stars.
We are the stars which sing
We sing with our light
He circled me like a hawk with the pound of his shamanic drum. I shut my eyes and embrace the chills that sailed on my flesh.
We are the birds of fire
Nine years later and the sky was Sylvie’s escape. Her backyard was her oyster and the sky her pearl, with the short trimmed grass and the large beech tree that overhung the yard like a protective shade. Now, at sixteen, the sky was her home. She wished nothing more than to capture the blinking of the stars, the turning of the planets, and the soft brilliance of the moon into as
Usually, nothing significant happens in your day, so you don’t remember it down the line. For example, would you be able to tell me what you have for breakfast last Wednesday? Could you tell me what you did in the afternoon two Saturdays ago? Since nothing particular stands out in my life, I couldn’t tell you. Adnan Syed however, had an extremely eventful day January 13, 1999 considering his ex-girlfriend, Hae Min Lee was gruesomely murdered.
POV: SteveI never seen Sodapop look so...gloomy. He was always the happier one of the bunch, but ever since our gang has fallen...with deaths. First it was Johnny and Dally, then Darry and Ponyboy. His own brothers. Two-Bit was off somewhere with his children.
Ahh, I need better work! Phillip Jones is so lousy! He always is using the eraser on the other end of his pencil! I am so much better than that tiny thing! It is just un...be...lievable!
On a cold and blustery November morning, I was walking around the Newberry farm searching for the perfect pumpkin. The farm owner, Mr. Johnson was welcoming and incredibly kind to allow me to wander wherever I wanted to on his farm. While walking, suddenly, I came upon the most perfectly shaped pumpkin. It was big and round and I knew it was Mr. Johnson’s best.
After the bridge being blown up, I’d bet all the streets of Wirrawee would be swarming with all those dirty, foreign soldiers. So I insentiently decided to take all the back roads to the hospital. I maneuvered the Landie as best as I could around all the carnage. It was without question one of the most disturbing and distressing things I have ever seen; my home town was gradually being destroyed. Every street I drove down had an eerie silence to it, and most houses seemed to be blown up like
Enjoying the sensation of his erection as he gazed at the image of Hannah McKay on screen, and images of her sihoulleted behind the flames and smoke as Cherise screamed and burned, the man removed his hand, not intending to get off, but to stay hard until the night was done. As he liked to do with this victims, Todd loved the anticipation, often prolonging any orgasm as long as he possibly could; the feelings so much more intense when he came. He'd just pushed the woman a little further, and that hadn't been intentional, the words had simply spilled out of his subconsious as he'd written, and he'd pushed the enter button without hesitation. His answers had been honest, but as he re-read his reply again, he'd recognised the mocking arrogant
The sounds were amplified, the seals barks echoing through the crisp, morning air and the waves zealously slamming against the rocks. The great magnitude of water sweeping up, and slamming against the algae hooded earth. I felt water droplets
I watched as the big fiery ball climbed above everything else. It shot out orangish-red rays from all direction and made the town brighter. As lovely as the morning was I knew that today wouldn't be horrible. I could only watch from down here, the beautiful shining star.
Act I Act 1 opens up with a black screen, only hearing club noises. The title on the screen pops up reading “FAST LANE”. We then see quick cut visuals of what appears to be a club scene. We see our protagonist, MIA, dancing in the club with her best friend, the antagonist, ALEX. ALEX grabs MIA whiles she’s dancing and brings her to the bathroom.
This is to the King of Country, the midnight rider. The man who lost his love before time could tell them to be together forever. Who lost his life at a timely manner. He’s finally with his love and they can finally be together. Johnny you lovely man who made such amazing music.
We were all asleep in bed when I was suddenly woke up but a creaking noise. I sit up and I look, it was Mr. Van Daan getting into the food safe! “Otto! Otto! Come quick!”
Step by step I hear the sound of the leaves crumbling beneath my tiny little feet into hundreds of pieces. I see little kids completely oblivious to why they have been walking for so long. I smell the cold, dry winter air moving in faster and faster as the days fly by. As day falls into the blue and orange horizon, it is time we set up for an overnight stay as the constellations fill the sky. Three days have gone by
"must you smoke on the train sutton, you know we can't crack open a window." lily evans says holding her fingers to her nose, i just rolled my eyes like usual and continued on taking a drag from my half gone cigarette. " lily dearest, we have gone back and forth about this since third year. i will not put out my cigarette." from the side of my eye i noticed alice sigh and pull the collar of her shirt up to her nose, this made me feel bad but, even though i personally love the smell of cigarette smoke, i stood up and walked out of the door of the compartment into the hall "i'll be back once i finish.
, The skies are painted with unnumbered sparks. , They are all fire and every one doth shine, But there’s but one in all doth hold his