The Mantra_Love can save all_Dawkins' Dance_The Will of the Wind
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The Mantra
It falls. It seeps. It gathers. They Grow.Druwa. Filtris. Occue. Amasee...***"I await. The darkness is my blanket and my shield. The dampness is my friend. You are my teacher, and I await...What in Hades am I doing wrong? The mantra is simple enough.Patience.These four words all feel good to say. The setting is right, the noise level is perfect, my spine is as aligned as I can get it without pulling something. What the hell?I'll try focusing on 'the beat'. Maybe that'll help get the chakras woke up."Plink!"Breathe in: One, two, three. Breathe out: One, two, three, four."Plink!"Druwa. It falls ...
Love can save all
Love Can save all Nicole jalonen Nakira Roman was the surviving member of her family of five . The twenty two year old had just watched her house with her mom and dad and two siblings inside blow up after a number of asteroids hit it , causing it to blow up and burn! Falling to her thin jean covered knees and crying hysterically the blonde haired spot covered woman hardly noticed as someone picked her up off the dead charred grass and held her close to him . Whispering , “ I know it’s hard but you’ve got to get out of here the druids will find and kill us as we are the last two humans on earth...
Dawkins' Dance
Dawkins’ DanceCheryl Dawkins ran as fast as she could because right behind her was a T-Rex. And, it was very, very hungry.“I can’t believe this is happening.”She turned right down the jungle path and stopped on a dime. She tipped back and forth almost falling into the quicksand. She steadied herself. The ground shook. The T-Rex wasn’t that far away. It had the tracking sense of a thousand fox hounds.“Okay, stay calm and do not panic. You can deal with this.”The T-Rex stopped and moaned. That massive head with the long jaw and fiery, terrifying eyes peaked arou...
The Will of the Wind
By Caden HillThe falcon peered downwards at his prey.He soared hundreds of feet in the air above a roiling Alaskan sea. The water steamed and bubbled, smashing against the dark rocks of the coast to produce titanic upthrusts of freezing liquid.But despite the turmoil below him, the old Peregrine was unfazed. He had braved winters cold enough that the blood began to still withiwww.onedoor.ccn him, and winds so strong that they reduced towering pines to little more than broken twigs.He flew through it all.For if he would not fly, he would not live.And today the old Peregrine flew once more upon the will of th...