

The Withered RoseThis garden that I see With its splendour and beauty Calls out to me In foreign tongues of secrecy Entice a weak mind to gapeThe Withered Rose
If a rose you pluck Then beware With coiled snake roots They come for you, With golden shoots
They bound and tether The hapless spectator , sever From maiden flowers of exquisite binds Bewitching the eye So beware! That rose plucked
Will wither and die Intoxicating , while you lie On fields of poppies Enslaving fools Upon carpets of jewels
Mirrored reflections of the sky &n


Adriana and Briodine FauxtitleAdrianna gazed at Briodine, hate filled her face.Adriana and Briodine Fauxtitle
Ah, but wait. Briodine paused. She was clearly savouring every moment. Tymous looked at Adrianna, who continued to gaze at Briodine.
I have a friend Id like you to meet..
Tymous put a hand on Adriannas shoulder.
Lifting a medium-sized vase off a nearby shelf, she walked over to the hovering orb.
Placing the jar inside the orb, the jar glided through like a hot knife on butter. She dipped inside.
Bringing the jar out again with both


AlchemistsThe Alchemists Dreamt of puppy dogs, the dogs dreamt of Alchemists.Alchemists
After creating the sun, Alphedere decided that now that there was light, that he would have to create the opposite, darkness. But he was in such a lovely mood. His wife Tricanya was streched out upon a slither of moon, and oh how beautiful she looked. He had created love, and the moon, at the same time.
He had not created Tricanya, to be fair; but they had both discovered each other. The scientist that he was, and artist, and the writer that she was, able to give things their proper, they had both immediately liked one another, for what they w
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Nurse Amy.
Tis known that I am a pretty piece of flesh.
- Shakespeare.
Nothing wrong with american girls of course ^_^ Just you are the first british one I have found
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When it hurts to look back and you are too scared to look forward, look beside you and I will be there
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The headless chicken is after me again! "ahh its gona get me!"
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Jacob
Every Rose Has Its Thorn
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-Elle Follow the stars, for some day they will lead you to your dreams. If not, then the moon.#
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Jacob
Every Rose Has Its Thorn
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-Elle Follow the stars, for some day they will lead you to your dreams. If not, then the moon.#
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