The ProphecyHe took a step forward, so I could see the pulse throbbing in his neck, the dangerous glint in his black eyes and the wolfish grin that flashed across his face. Our hearts beat as one, slowly he opened his mouth, like beast intent on devouring its prey, and then he whispered in my earThe Prophecy
‘You are very beautiful, my pretty young maid; with youth, health, joy in living and breath in a body that gives pleasure to all those whom look upon it, be they woman, man, or beast. But what will you do my sweet, when that flower of youth has grown, blossomed and finally faded, taking with it your health and beauty. What will you do my pretty
On the roads of SileasThe towers where in sight rising just above intertwining snake- like threads of mist that wound their way around the Palace of Oriana, the soft light of the sun feel upon it, casting a golden glow. Wynn felt her feet fall heavily upon the road of loose stones, her elfin face peered from the green travelling clock that fell from her head to her shoulders, covering her white, near opaque skin, cut and bruised from many days of travel and white hair that fell past her waist, braided three days ago had worked itself into a knotted frenzy of plaits, jade beads and white curls. A jade and emerald bracelet snaked up her arm, hidden beneath the foldsOn the roads of Sileas
The Lilly and the RoseThe Lilly and the Rose.The Lilly and the Rose
The blood was everywhere, crimson liquor, intoxicating in colour and in its viscous texture, opened like a newly blossomed flower; spreading across her chest, soaking into her white silk dress, her flesh, blood and the priceless fair pastel of blushed silk became one. I could barely believe my eyes. It was an instantaneous reaction to fling myself to my knees beside her, and lift her in my arms. The noise seemed to disappear into a heartbeat and with that, the total decay of the core of mind’s spirit began. The pain of sorrow racked my body. Noise was all around me, but everyone fell silen
The hounds of the nightThe hounds of the nightThe hounds of the night
The moon rose from behind the row of tall oak trees. In the dead of night, as witching hour approaches no forest is a friendly place to be, even less so to children as young as Saskia and Rosa. However, it was more than a traditional fear of the dark and the imaginary bogeyman, which held them entranced with terror. Behind Saskia’s clear grey eyes horror was reflected; her long white curls gave her face an ashen pallor and the once beautiful silver gown she was wearing, now ripped and torn was caked liberally with mud. Rosa tripped and stumbled at Saskia’s side. Saskia clasped her ivory hand, del
| Ok here goes nothing.... I am 15 years old and was born in May, I am a gemini and my birth stone is an emerald although my favourite jewels are pearls, probably because my second piece of real jewelry was a necklace and bracelet set of freshwater pearls with gold clasps from my Nana. I am 5"6 and weigh 8.5 stone, I have green- grey eyes and light brown hair that reaches my waist in think waves (Kate says that they are very pre- raphelite but I am also very partial to my straighteners). My favourite features are my nose and my legs. I am a daygirl at a boarding school in Kent and am very happy there although I will probably have to go to a diffrent school next September. My dream is to live in the countryside with a husband and five children and have my own horse or at least be very near some stables. I like Walking as it clears the mind and makes one more susceptible to natures influences, I enjoy Horse Riding and used to ride regularly, my favourite horse was an 18 hand grey called Murphey. I like to play netball as one of my PE sports at school even though I am not very good at it. I love England and although I enjoy travelling (my favourite places that i have been to thus far being Australia and Marrekesh) I expect that although i may live abroad for a while i will always return home. My motto is Loyalty, Truth and Wisdom but I try to live my life using the poem If by Rudyard Kipling. I love old things- vintage and just plain antique!!! However i also think that it is important not to live life in the past and so try to keep somewhat up-to-date although i am often told that i was born in the wrong centuary (i do not think this is meant as an insult). I take pleasure in small things, mainly nature but i also think that smiling is very important, i always feel better when someone smiles adn am trying to be smiley but a much more natural look for me is '  ensive' (NOT MY WORD!!!)!I am very partial to my books but i do also try to take part in other things as i would like to be a 'well- rounded individual' (yet again NOT MY WORDS). Although it may not seem like it my favourite subject at school is Drama although I am still getting use to the feeling of being an idiot in front of 20 otehr girls in my year group (all of whom are very nice but still). |
Busy
i've decided that your man name is arnold. and sofa's is now percival.
ah, you poor gaming deprived child!!
you have never experienced the wonderful gaming platform that is the DS!!! (aahhhh)
and, yes, I came here solely to patronise you!!
i know what you are thinking:killklillKILLLL
right?
byebye!!
PS: BBQ'd AMERICAN? wtf.....?
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"That's All." - Miranda Priestly (The Devil Wears Prada)
and don't worry, I'm saying you stole it...
Oh, and you're gonna have to check you're messages; I'm pretty sure there are loads...
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"That's All." - Miranda Priestly (The Devil Wears Prada)
I am very jealous, have just got in from the coldest xmas shopping trip in the history of the universe- but less jealous, you don't get snow!!!
If you have acess to the internet in Aussie- land PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE email me some photos of the Christmas dinner- I got mine back today but there were barley any and i really want some for my album.
that is the courtious thing to do when someone watches or faves you. ok?
good girl, you've just uppped my number of watchers to 15. thanks.
Oh well
I guess i ought to be courteous back
Quite all right darling, no trouble at all.
why is it a bit rich?!
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