The Stories from the StreamsLong ago, before the world was corrupt and devious, there was a kingdom. And in it, lived a young Queen. She had one brother, who was soon to marry a sweet woman, modest and thoughtful. This Queen was always alone in her castle, painting, writing stories, and studying the stars. She barely ever left there, spending most of her time in her quarters. On the very night that the Queen’s brother was to be married, something very mysterious happened. A penetrating beam of light broke through into her room. Slowly, a soft image came into the light and out of the shadows. This figure had hair as red as the dead sailor’s sun. TheThe Stories from the Streams
Mystery SinkIt makes you see things. You hear things, feel things, and it shakes your sanity. You hear stories, but you won’t believe it. You can’t. Because if you did, you would give in to your desire to know, you would have to know; is it real? Is there really a place called the Mystery Sink? In the deep heart of the Florida marshes, where people forget to travel, there is a small pond of water. It’s not even five feet deep, and the water is as clear as a lagoon. It must be true then. If it was, you’d be able to look through that clear water and see it all. They ventured past their neighborhood fMystery Sink
by ~Rozefire
by *BatDesignz
In the Mood for Art
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its too floppy it won't go in! ~~~~~Jolene, +300 stupid points lol
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"...and then the storm stopped right when you stopped crying!"
"I told you, I control the weather."
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At first I was liek ಠ_ಠ
But then I ^o^
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"With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible." Matt 19:26
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"...and then the storm stopped right when you stopped crying!"
"I told you, I control the weather."
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“Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world; indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has.” Margaret Mead
I didn't think anyone would have ever liked my writing. I really apreciate it, seeing as these poems are really personal.
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"I'd Rather Be Hated For Who I Am, Than Loved For Who I Am Not..."- Kurt Cobain.
My Prints! -->[link]
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"...and then the storm stopped right when you stopped crying!"
"I told you, I control the weather."
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