the will to end their lives bring the two boys together. but their problems have just started. this is the story of my poor little mad hatter Guinevere and my Vampire Sumio :D
Sonnet 1 The white clouds, in black theme; Hidden daylight on the Eastern earth, For Great Poets a dreadful dearth, For the poetic vegetation to take birth ; The spotted moon shining upon its seam- Without vitality, fragile against the agile clouds, Heading towards it to spread the shroud, No star in the scenery, no men to cry aloud; Where’s the smile, where’s the gleam? Where’s the hope where’s the dream? The billows will fall as water vapours Upon the wish of the Lord! If not poetry will form
im ten years old and i have met a boy yes hes kinda nice but hes also a bit old i mean hes 13 so i guess we are just friends but does he feel that way Read this book and learn about how Caddy grew up
In this dimension, alone, and one of only two Fall Faeries known to this side of the Realm all of the responsibilities usually fall to her and her trusted Companion, Vishnu. What happens when the one person, or being, you trust betrays you and the only other person you have in the world is siding with it? You get the job done and keep moving on; despite what Faerie, or beast, decides to try to steal your heart and change your life (despite how much you try to keep it the same) along the way.
Prologue of a series. Aria is setting off to make a new pack, with her mate, Blaize, and she reaches the destination, with devastating news creeping closer in time...
An E-Magazine of Gujarati Poems. Being Re started after 24 Years.Well accepted by Gujarati poem lovers.Having spread more than 4000 Computers.
Bell is a slave at a cruel plantation. But one day when her family is sold to another plantation Bell decides to go across all of the confederacy to find them and bring them to the north. She will only be able to do this with her trusted friend who somehow dissapears!
Martha hated Halloween - always had, too. But Santa Claus isn't the only one watching us, keeping score, keeping track. Someone is waiting for the right time to either treat...or trick.
A poetic tribute to Christmas trees. Written in a style that is playful, yet carries a message. A great child's book. (I think?)
the will to end their lives bring the two boys together. but their problems have just started. this is the story of my poor little mad hatter Guinevere and my Vampire Sumio :D
Sonnet 1 The white clouds, in black theme; Hidden daylight on the Eastern earth, For Great Poets a dreadful dearth, For the poetic vegetation to take birth ; The spotted moon shining upon its seam- Without vitality, fragile against the agile clouds, Heading towards it to spread the shroud, No star in the scenery, no men to cry aloud; Where’s the smile, where’s the gleam? Where’s the hope where’s the dream? The billows will fall as water vapours Upon the wish of the Lord! If not poetry will form
im ten years old and i have met a boy yes hes kinda nice but hes also a bit old i mean hes 13 so i guess we are just friends but does he feel that way Read this book and learn about how Caddy grew up
In this dimension, alone, and one of only two Fall Faeries known to this side of the Realm all of the responsibilities usually fall to her and her trusted Companion, Vishnu. What happens when the one person, or being, you trust betrays you and the only other person you have in the world is siding with it? You get the job done and keep moving on; despite what Faerie, or beast, decides to try to steal your heart and change your life (despite how much you try to keep it the same) along the way.
Prologue of a series. Aria is setting off to make a new pack, with her mate, Blaize, and she reaches the destination, with devastating news creeping closer in time...
An E-Magazine of Gujarati Poems. Being Re started after 24 Years.Well accepted by Gujarati poem lovers.Having spread more than 4000 Computers.
Bell is a slave at a cruel plantation. But one day when her family is sold to another plantation Bell decides to go across all of the confederacy to find them and bring them to the north. She will only be able to do this with her trusted friend who somehow dissapears!
Martha hated Halloween - always had, too. But Santa Claus isn't the only one watching us, keeping score, keeping track. Someone is waiting for the right time to either treat...or trick.
A poetic tribute to Christmas trees. Written in a style that is playful, yet carries a message. A great child's book. (I think?)