In the garden contains fanciful flowers whose appearance are painted with the hues of the rainbow, and plentiful trees of green. The placement of these plants were well thought through, and in consequence mother nature's gifts were organised in a way of attractiveness and aesthetic value. Eliza, in the middle of it all, commended it in words unspoken, for the approbation that simply twinkled in her eyes was heavily apparent not to grasp her approval. The beauty of the garden was enhanced by the adornment of Christmas lights hanging above, and the cobblestone grounds which complimented well with the lushness of the plants. A mild summer breeze swept through the area and caught on the honey hair of Eliza, making it escalate in a gentle and easy manner. She was so pleased with the whole garden that a smile of genuineness and appreciation was formed in reception. Desiring for a souvenir, she crouched down and picked a delicate daisy which she intended to gift to her dead husband's gravestone hereafter. It was, evidently, a flower fresh from the garden - and that was how Eliza wanted it to be. ( In which newly written stories are complied together in one book fresh out of the garden. ❁ )

Frisk picks a new route because of being bored. They used to always pick the same happy route.. Until now, what should people think? How's the underground gonna be when Frisk finishes? Read for an adventure. | Chara is not evil in this story because of my opinion, If you don't like people's opinions then don't read this. |

All the monsters were on the surface from their hero, Frisk. The humans have to start to accept the monsters, but it will take a while for that. Everyone enjoys their stay on the surface except for one lonely person that was left alone....

Hi readers! I'm TheAmythystWriter! But you may also know me as AmythystEmerald106 on fanfiction! But today I am going to make a pokemon story called The Life Of A Pokemon Trainer its about a girl named Daisy that is finally turning ten. and you know what that means you get your first pokemon! Meanwhile she gets too know some pokemon trainer's a bit. But find out what happens in chapter one The Life Of A Pokemon Trainer

Facts, rants, music, suggestions, and other things you don't care about! Welcome to my cringey, semi enjoyable, online diary. Credit to my sister for the photo ☆

i feel like sunflowers in the morning (this book is just where i note my more serious thoughts, but in a form of a not rhyming poem) / #211 in poetry on july 17, 2017 /

in which i spill the tea in mindless and aimless words.

in which a girl, who's fond of sunflowers, expresses her trivial feelings through not rhyming poetry, longing for someone to hear. highest ranking: #144 in poetry on june 18, 2018. 🌻