Sweet Blasphemy:Zak Fanfic Ch5More Like This
*A Day And A Half Later*
"Ahhh...it's sooo perfect!" I declare as I look at the house I've always dreamed of. It's made entirely of brick, with paint spots on it-where erosion or something rub places of it of, that's what it was built to look like. The paint is baige(sp..i think..), and the bricks are just generic red..the roof is black shingles, and has severel brick chimmenys. It's two stories, not counting the attic and basement, and has a baywindow on the right side and a wrap-around porch. I could only imagine what it looked like on the inside.
"Ahhh....it's soo close to Zak.." Fredderick says, not trying to hide his discust or disapointment in my housing choice, since it was right next to Zak's hou
AslanMore Like This
Gentle yet beautiful,
His moon like gaze matches mine.
Kindly he watched me,
From a top a bright hill of Green.
Silently he ushers me forward.
I reach with bare hands to grasp his main.
I inhale the sweet essence of wild flowers from his fur of gold,
Caress the soft curve of his back,
Enjoy the calmness he brings me.
I feel his heart pulse under a furry sheild,
As deep in his throat echos a purr.
I embrace the large yet handsome cat,
Not willing to release the tenderness of the moment.
How beautiful he was.
How proud he stood.
As should the Saviour of Narnia.
I lean closer to this King of beasts,
To whisper a smooth word.
In acknowledgement he pulls free from my grasp,
To face the vivd open lands.
He bellows a mighty roar!
Bushes, trees, and grass alike sway in wounder.
Releived in the powerful triumph he brings.
And thus should be the way of the lion, Aslan.