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A wind rises And, in it, Life spreads its wings.Ten years of good You are promised in your life.Ten years of love And of living.But with wind comes change,And your ten years will pass.Happiness can die Into sorrows again If that life is ever forgotten.So let the wind blow you To a ten years of lifeThat you promise you will keep and remember.

From scraps Transcribed from the original text. Found within the Dark World by an unknown adventurer. He’s returned.Ganon has returned.The blasted King of Darkness returned! The moment he was back, my lackeys surrendered my location to him. He stalked my troupe to the Proximity Point, and ambushed the back line while I was opening the way to the Light World. A primal roar echoed all the way down to the inner chamber. I could hear panicked shouts from the ruins entrance, and a runner, breathless and maimed, came to report the situation. A dragon, scales black as pitch, was dispatching monsters and attempting to enter the ruins.Before I knew...

We stay at a hotel in the middle of somewhere-nowhere, Illinois, small-town-almost-no-town-at-all.  If you trek a half-mile in that direction you'll find a sort of main street.  Most of the shop buildings are for rent, storefronts stand empty and dark, ceilings inside collapsed, some species of scattered lesser temples, innumerable ages ago discarded. I walk long miles by night or day down empty railroad tracks, the tracks of passing writers, painters, engineers, coal, hydrochloric acid, freight.  The rail guards riding last cars wave in passing and leave me on my way.  Gravel and porous fossil-like cement rocks crunch at every step.  Peop...

Chapter 5 "Hello?" I asked, not recognizing the number that appeared on my phone. "Mary?" The male's voice, slightly muffled asked me.  "Are you there?" "Yeah…" I responded. "Oh," he said.  "Hey, it's Mitch." "Oh, hey Mitch," I greeted.  "Glad to see you copied my phone number down correctly."  I was joking, clearly. "Please, Mary," he countered.  "I'm not that much of an idiot." We both laughed together through the phone.   "So," Mitch began.  "What's been going on with you?"  It was like we were old friends, asking each other these questions.  It wasn't weird or anything, it just kind of was. "Well, I'm attempting to write my zombie ap...

Our pale broken wings, worn from the ever blue sky; will we ever learn to do things for ourselves? It’s alright to be selfish, and smile for yourself.     Flitting between selfishness and freedom, we’ve managed to survive so far. But unable to see our destination, we live in fear of tomorrow   Why must we feel so alone all the time? Carrying the burdens of the world alone, letting conscience take control and losing sight of what we really want   Even with the figures soaring in that blue sky, I couldn’t care less for that kind of freedom because nobody is truly free- we’re all just living down a conspiracy   But as long as we can drown in ...

Desperately searching for a means of acceptance, I miserably resort to half-hearted repentance. If God has it within His heart to forgive, Then what reason do I have not to sin?

"Fire!" Captain Buck orders.The canons fire with a loud boom and the ship across from Buck's ship are hit. Wood flys everywhere as the sail breaks and falls."Marina, board their ship!" Captain Buck yells."Yes, Captain!" Marina yells back and picks up a rifle.She runs to the edge of the ship and looks back at the ten men and one woman behind her."Brook, I need a bridge!" Marina says.Brook holds out her hands and a white light shines from them. A bridge is formed from one ship to the other. The men and woman run across, shooting as they run. They board the ship and start attacking the pirates. Brook fights with a sword and a small handgun. M...

Wandering in my thoughts and lingering in my heart is a simple field of van go’s design in which a beautiful maiden wanders like a glowing pearl amidst a sand of sunflowers. Playfully she hides amongst the flowers, comes up behind me and catches me in her embrace. Slowly I turn only to hold an image of you…As I loose this image to day I can only smile for your memory still holds me in its embrace. The pain of losing you in a moment but gaining your visage has caused me to tremble deeply for I realize it was only a dream but what a glorious thing I felt, the warm sun was beating down on me from above as a playful breeze blew the pollen thro...

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I am trapped within these four walls with company I do not wish to keep, for now. I have no control over what I say or do. That's what people don't seem to understand. They say that they'll always be there, that they love me for who I am and that they'll never leave. Who am I kidding? They will always leave. You get stuffed up by the world and you're the only one who can dig yourself out. Psychiatrists? Counsellors? They don't care, not really. They only stuff you around and mess with your head because they'll still get a pay check at the end of the day. What's the point of getting help? It doesn't matter. It never does. It's always when y...

Screaming Under my Breathlessness… The unexpected moments of remembrances strangleI am not that strong anymore …I miss you - more than him

Adderclaw couldn't remember if he'd ever seen Rabbitpaw this excited. The apprentice was bouncing up and down so hard it was a wonder his head didn't fall off."Really? I really get to go to the Gathering?""Yes. Like I said the last few times you asked. We'll be going soon, so eat something before we go.""Sorry. I just can't stop thinking about it. Is it scary?" "A little, at first. If you get nervous, just stay with me or your mother."The small brown cat nodded. "Thank you for getting Lizardstar to take me.""It wasn't me. You caught a pheasant. It fed all the elders, plus Oakleaf and Tallstalk. And you know how much they eat. It must be th...

Sweeping, swooping, swooning currents of howling winds that sung like a long forgotten child on it's journey to find the arms he calls home. Dark clouds rumbling and rolling like the crashing waves of the sea, flowing with the currents of the wind as it ambled across the land. A fluffy blanket encompassing the world in the beauty and sorrow it brought. As the wind sweeps through the sky, it ripped and tore at the clouds. Creating a new, tangled and mismatched pattern. As if it were an unsatisfied artist repainting his canvas over and over to truly capture the beauty and torture running hot in his veins. Running, running, always running. Fr...

I have forgotten how your hands Cared the roots and trimmed the roses Your fingertips bringing peace to the land And nature sleeps as this day closes Tha gardener sprinkling water with a smile The animals biting the earth in singular way The soil is happily waiting so fertile The icy fire dancing lead in a passion play And still your hands are touching ground I turn into this burned stone feeling remorse Suddenly I am singing in your homemade sound And the water in the woods is taken by force <>

I hold this flower high, high above the rising fire. I do not falter, nor tire. Even though I shall die...Higher callings tell me, I must stop what they conspire. Stop all of their desire. Towards the heavens I cry!I feel myself consumed! Flames turn me to dust! My life, my duty is done. This flower, not doomed. All things remain just! Ash flies towards the sun!

Sand and SaltThe ocean stole grains of sand from us pulled unnoticed one granule at a time, (wrapped as we were in whispers) and replaced each with salt filling the depressions left- no longer footprints but lakes and seas of sloshy saltwater foam our whorls at their depths impressions containing us within them eddies crashing over ridges drawn by the gravity between us.As the tempest subsides cyclones spun from sighs shut their eyes and deposit quartzen silt along the bed.

May we all meet out there, Amist skies unknown and stars yet unfound, For they are open to us all indeed, they are "No Man's Sky"!

"Take care of my daughter. I'm putting a lot of trust in you." "I will," I said. Then i turned around and walked to the van. Turning the keys in the ignition I checked the time. 1:26 That had taken a lot longer than I thought. Still had a few more hours to go. *Andy's POV*After wandering around for a while, we finally found her school. We parked and looked at all the kids waiting to be picked up. After the crowd thinned out, we saw Lia standing there. She looked around and was listening to music, texting on her phone."There she is guys."We all climbed out. I hit my head on the door frame. Why am I so damn tall with my gazelle legs? I hear...

Are you going to Greenwood fair? Oak, beech, maple, willow, and pine Remember the King with the Silver hair Mighty he stood, that King of mineMighty and wise our King made a plan Oak, beech, maple, willow, and pine Marched into battle grim with man Mighty he stood, that King of mineOn to battle, the Silver King went Oak, beech, maple, willow, and pine On the battlefield our number were spent Nobly he fell, that King of mineHe will live in our rhymes and our tales Oak, beech, maple, willow, and pine The peoples in mourning, the princes wail Sleep now his soul, that King of mineAre you going to Greenwood fair? Oak, beech, maple, willow, and ...

Hope versus reality, This is the battle That wages daily. While I have my dreams, Reality stands in the way Each and every day Between me and you.You're so far away, Not just physically But also your fame. What would my attention Mean to you than  Just another game? You do your dance, But I get treated Like all the rest. We're all the same. But I can't fault you there.Especially since your face, You've come to show, And my hope drifts further Down the waterfall. Did you have to Be gorgeous too?! I'm nothing compared, And so my heart breaks. Alas, somehow, It remains undeterred!I think of you fondly In my wildest dreams, Awake and asleep. T...

I want to take a knife to my chestCut into the mounds of flesh sitting there.They are liesA false identity.They cannot be hiddenLike what's below the belt.Under every shirtThere they sitVisible to all.No one will ever knowThat you're not what they see.

Storm clouds gathered within the sky. The sun shone through the single mouth of the darkness, shining on the coronation chamber. On occasion, the spires of the sages would be struck by a wayward lightning bolt, but no power came of it, it wasn't yet time for the event. Sebastian sat in the chamber, waiting for the coronation. The last king was unjustly slain. On that day, Sebastian and his wife, Ilena, had been invited to feast with the king. This feast also served to unite the greater knights, Sir Nameless among them, to strategize. A threat from the people of a nearby land sang bitterly for their people and rumors said the heathens comma...

I closed my eyes as the harsh wind hit my face. It wasn’t that I minded it, not at all. It carried with it a nice feeling of being home. Not that I was quite there yet, but I would be soon, I just knew it, the wind was telling me so. There wasn’t a wind quite like this anywhere else in the world. Or so I told myself. Maybe I was fooling myself, and I could go twenty other places to experience the same, but I somehow didn’t think that it really wouldn’t be different in any way. This was my wind. The one I had spent so much time with and gotten used to. The one that had unexpectedly appeared so many times that I almost couldn’t be surprised ...

Once upon a time, there was a weak, little cherry blossom sapling in the middle of a wide clearing. One day, a great man came to this clearing clearing and decided it would be the perfect place to perform his martial arts training, away from the prying eyes of others. As he trained, his sweat fell across the sapling, nourishing it with his strength. Over the years, his sweat helped the sapling grow big and powerful; its branches spreading to resemble the man in his signature pose: leg held high in a kick.Many years had passed, and after the man had gone, an old weaver wandered into the clearing. His eyes fell across the tree and an idea ca...