Raven Tizzone, Rebel Queen of Destruction(Part 1)More Like This
Raven’s violet eyes scanned the monochrome city from her position on the rooftop of a tall building. She squats, resting her trusty machine gun on her shoulder, a mischievous grin making its way onto her porcelain face. Oh how she loved the rebel life she led, fighting the anarchy of this terribly boring city! It was so much fun blowing up all the roving robots, painting her name on streets and buildings. Her three long magenta braids fluttered in the breeze, waving like the solitary flag in the clearing smoke of battle. Her handmade shark grenades and lightning pistols clinked against each other on her belt as she slowly stood, bangs falling across her eyes. Target acquired; five sentries. She got a running start, leaping across tops of buildings and eventually jumping down. Raven took aim, her eyes glowing with malice as one thin finger pulled the trigger.
“She must be stopped!” A large red-haired man slams his fist on the table, steely glare aimed towards
The Grass is GreenThe Grass is GreenMore Like This
I never believe it could happen
The window pane reminds me so
How wonderful the thought is
To love the colour of green. Maulo. 1306 heures
Fixing the StarsThe river flowed calmly deep below, waves rippling silver across the dark surface. A woman stood at the bridge's balustrade and gazed down into the depth. The pavement was still wet from a rain a few hours earlier; a rain she didn't even remember anymore. Wind was playing with her hair as she swung one leg over to the other side, paused, and then placed her second foot next to the first. Now she was on the edge of the bridge, high above the water gurgling on the piers.More Like This
“Are you looking at the stars?“
The woman glanced back over her shoulder. There was a little girl, no older than seven, with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders and plushy shoes on her feet. The woman turned away again.
“I guess I was … looking at the stars on the river.”
“Do you know what they are?” The girl came closer, stood on tiptoes to peer over the balustrade and up at the woman's face. “My brother says stars are really just big lumps of rock waaay high up in the
My butterflyA butterfly sits on my wristMore Like This
It reminds me much of the past
All the things that I’ve pushed through
And am trying to get past
My scars represent
So many things
Hurt and deceit
And broken-hearted pain
Then I drew my butterfly
And named it after you
The person who started with me
And helped me get through
We’ve been through so much
Cried together, laughed together
Held each other close
When I look down at my marked up wrist
I smile…because it reminds me of you
YuGiOh and the Guardian Chp 15,000 years ago in Ancient Egypt, the land was ruled by the mighty Pharaoh Atem, son of Pharaoh Ahknemkhanen and Guardian of the Millennium Puzzle. Six high priests stood by his side as they had with the previous Pharaoh. The high priests each possessed a Millennium Item.More Like This
With the high priests by his side, the young, wise king had defeated the evil shadow creature Zorc Necrophades ruler of the Shadow Realm, but Zorc was only trapped in the Shadow Realm by a spell the great Pharaoh had used, as were the deadly Shadow Games.
To stop Zorc from being resurrected, the Pharaoh sealed his soul and spirit inside the ancient treasure called the Millennium Puzzle; erasing his memories of the spell and his past including his own name.
Many of the people mourned the death of Pharaoh Atem but none as great as the sorrow of the Guardian.
A woman among the Pharaoh's many servants had been a very close friend to him. This woman mourned greatly for the loss of her love.
No one knew of the