Water warriors_Walking in the woods_Like a shadow on the surface..._The Brothers Royal
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Water warriors
The small waves were 40 feet above them, but in the clear waters just off Key Largo, Florida, they seemed a lot closer. Once there, Adam and Selina could get that breath each so longed to take after spending numerous minutes under the waves.They glanced at each other, and then with a nod, their flukes kicked into action, and the duo raced each other toward the surface and fresh air. It was a dead even match until about five feet from the surface, when Selina found that extra gear and pulled just in front of her male counterpart.She broke the surface of a second before her male companion, and o...
Walking in the woods
The apple is crisp and sweet. The seller all worn and warts. The snap of each bite a promise and a wish. But my lids stay light, and the sun sinks slow, and my story is still unstarted. Awake, awake, awake. Every day, awake. The days in Story all run the same. Never met the wolf. Never met the witch. Never danced at the prince’s ball. The dreaded invitation comes crisp quarterly. I am always cordially invited. I never bother to attend. Built my house of straw and yet it stanwww.onedoor.ccds still. Unblown. Uncrumpled. No huffs or puffs. No chinny chin chins. Just crowded and cramped and damp in the rain. ...
Like a shadow on the surface...
When that ghost of the spirit came through – it came to play shadows on the surface of the window... Well you know? It is all about Lin again. Lin´s mum for sure did believe in ghosts. So growing up listening to magic and to odd stories can make you begin to see things. Both indoors. And outdoors. The family lived out way beyond city-life. Rather among farmers and peasants and just opposite to the church. The ghosts on that site could make anyone see and sense that vision through all windows in that godamn house. It could be labelled a mansion, as the priests had lived there once way back in ...
The Brothers Royal
King Patrick the Great lay on the grass, the blood stain on his green tunic growing. His brother, Prince Alexander of no formal title, was watching the stain when he felt the king’s eyes. “Yes, it’s your baby brother - back from the grave.” When they last saw each other, the king’s hair was a bright yellow, but it was now greyed. Even the prince’s black hair turned salt and pepper. “I’ve always wondered what you thought killed me - outlaws or your assassins?” The king closed his eyes. It took him a minute to open them again. There wasn’t a soul within miles per his idiotic design, which made s...