A Faery Tale
It's Only A Faery Tale World
Yesterday, I read about the boy with the scar
And his glasses,
How they shone under the dull lamplight of his cuboard
That fits perfectly under the stairs
Like a faery tale.
As he reads the stories of long, long ago
He wishes that he were out there,
Fighting against the dragons
Alongside the knights of old,
With Merlin and the other great lions,
Such as Rumbleroar.
But what about those other years,
The later ones
Where he does fight along side
The brave knights of yester-year.
Those battles in years to come;
Where family dies,
Leaving loved ones as they head on,
Drifting beyond the veil
To a more magical Narnia.
Is it such a faery tale than,
The one he dreamed it to be?
He's grown from that skinny stick form
To a young adult,
So no time for make believe.
Now, it's reality
Everything means death
The world isn't beneath the pages anymore
Like some often wish it to be yet again.
It's under the hand
That holds the wood,
In a flick of a wand,
Kisshu's love: Part TwoKisshu's love: Part Two7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Kisshus Love: Part Two
AAAAHHH!!! Im gonna be late again!! A flash of red hair and a grey school uniform sped down the streets of Tokyo, Japan. Ichigo was running late for school again. Ugh! I shouldnt have been up so late talking to Aoyama last night! I cant stand it when I oversleep!!! Now Im gonna be late and if Im late, Ill have another demerit and I wont get to see Aoyama-Kun at his match today!!! AAAAAHH!!! Hell be so mad! She looked at her cell phone to check the time. It was 8:57. What?!?!? Three minutes left?? This is crazy! Mew Mew Strawberry, Metamor-i-phooo-sis!! Her golden amulet sparkled, but nothing else happened. I dont have time for this!! She stopped for a minute to catch her breath. She suddenly remembered that she couldnt metamorphose because Kisshu and the others werent terrorizing Tokyo anymore.
Kisshu, Ichigo whispered. S
Kisshu's Love: Part ThirteenKisshu's Love: Part Thirteen7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Kisshus Love: Part Thirteen
Well!? Whats happening!? How is she?? Let me IN!! Kisshu was held back against the wall by Minto and Zakuro as he struggled to get into the room where Ichigo was. You need to wait!! Minto shouted. The tears stung his eyes as he admitted defeat for the time being. Solemn faced, he sat down on a squishy chair in the control room of the ship, sinking uncomfortably into the deep cushions. Shell be okay, Zakuro said behind him. He shifted to look at her, still engulfed in giant chair. Shes a fighter. With that said, she walked off into a hallway that led to Pais room, where she lay to sleep after searching for long hours to find Ichigo. Pai needs to hurry, Kisshu thought quietly to himself. Im going to go crazy if I dont see her okay soon. He laughed mischievously
at the thought of Masaya finally being dead. A door opened, and Kisshu immediately teleported to the opening, wh
Pretty Funny -Essay-Dear Little Girl,Pretty Funny -Essay-4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
"Close the window, draw the curtains; hide the bright light of the moon."
When you look at young children, do you envy their innocence? Do you wish you still believed in magic?
Do you dare spoil it for the little ones around you?
Remember when you were a little girl, and played dress-up? Oh, how you loved it. You had, what, three tea sets? The small white one, and the one with the bunnies and rabbits...all real china--sweet and innocent you, you cried when you stumbled on a tree root on the way to the car, all because you were holding the box that contained your precious sets. Later on, you got a much simpler one: orange teapot, yellow creamer (although you insisted it was milk), blue sugar jar. Yellow, green, blue, and orange cups and plates...although you did lose the green cup...and the orange one chipped...Remember? Before you moved your bookshelves and desk there, you pretended that you got refills from under your windowpane!
"Hang the dresses, ugly dre