Δεν ξέρω τι γράφω. Εγώ τα λέω σκέψεις που δεν ειπώθηκαν ποτέ (από μένα). Και ούτε πρόκειται. Απλά θέλω μόνο αυτό. Να γράφω. Ποίηση(?) /Rant/Ημερολόγιο σκέψεων/ Δεν έχω φίλους/Απλά βγάζω μερικές φορές τα νεύρα μου/ Θα το εκτιμούσα πολύ αν μοιραζόσασταν τις δικές σας σκέψεις αναφορικά με τις ανείπωτες δικές μου ❤️

When the king falls onto his deathbed, the one he chooses to lead Qin into the next era of a 500 year war is not the child everyone knew but the child no one did. The six kingdoms will test the new heir, Factions will seek the bloody throne, and wolves lie in wait at every door. The only hope the new heir has is to seek the power to fight, the courage to stand, and the wisdom to tell the difference. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Because," Zelda answered, "Lord Dragmire, you spared and helped me when I was before you. You defied the cycle of hatred our forefathers set in motion so many years ago. I think it right to continue to seek to reverse that cycle.It is foolishness, but if I fail for my foolishness, I would rather fail while hoping and acting than while doubting." Upon hearing Zelda's reply, Ganondorf fell to his knees and put his hands on the stone floor. He tried to respond, but only vague sounds escaped him. Ganondorf wanted to say something, but the sound of him struggling to speak was suddenly interrupted by clapping. Everyone's head swiveled to the corner of the room where the Rebellious Hero was clapping. He said, "Well done. Well... done. You have done what I never would have imagined possible. You have fooled both sides and brought the demon low with words alone. Well done." "This is not justice," He argued. "You say it is just that the ones who summoned the demon shall die, but what of the demon itself? If it is evil to give birth to evil, is not which is born evil as well? Just as a midwife cries for joy as a good and innocent child is born, so must a parent cast a child to the rocks if it is monstrous and deformed. You have a talent for twisting words, Princess. Something I would expect from 'Wisdom.'"

With liquid light we wash away our sins , cleanse our hearts and set free our minds. lifting us from darkness. Taking our souls into the next. Bringing us the eternal greatness we deserve. Freeing us of temptation. Freeing us of desperation. Of suffering. Together we ask Mind to Mind let me know the truth , eye to eye let me see your glory ; Lips to lips let me taste salvation. Now drink. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Bennet Harrison is one of the few enlightened that feels emotion , each night he feels the pain of the unconverted especially the one and only Marissa Davenport , a feisty brunette who happens to make a strong impression on Bennet. As she nears her 16th will Bennet save Marissa and convert her before it's too late.

A group of teens get pulled into a world where they discover new strengths and confront old weaknesses. Magic, romances, and adventure abounds.

It only takes a second. One second for dreams to be torn. One second for a heart to stop beating and a second for it to be born anew. Kalah and Joseph are the best of friends, but what happens when an accident rips them apart? Take a journey of discovery, where nightmares are the monsters of reality and dreams are not what you thought you knew. --------- (Please note that Do you dream of me in the next life, as well as all of my works, are available on Wattpad and Honeyfeed. I give no permission for reproduction in any other way. So please inform me if you come across my work anywhere else.)

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Finished high school, Emma's forced to spend her summer at a camp. But a striking counsellor, Vivian, changes her plans from escape to together forever. ***** Seventeen-year-old Emma Lane usually lives with her dad, but she's once again being forced to spend the summer with her homophobic mom. This time, however, instead of spending a summer on the beach, her mom drops her off at Camp Mapplewood while she heads off on a cruise with her new husband. Emma hates the camp and tries to escape, but she is caught by a camp counsellor Vivian. She's drawn to Vivian's voice and her charm, while Vivian is fascinated by Emma's instinct to protect others and to feel with her whole heart. The two grow close, but the end of the summer looms. Can they find a way to stay together when they have to return to their normal lives? (Has a sequel: My Pretend Summer.) [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

Ποίηση χωρίς νόημα σαν κραυγές δίχως συνοχή. Κείμενα δίχως κανένα στίγμα λευκού, μόνο ένα μαύρο χάος που καταπίνει βίαια κάθε πηγή φωτός. Μην ψάξετε για κανένα ψήγμα ελπίδας, θα δυσκολευτείτε να το διακρίνετε μέσα στην άγρια σκοτεινή άβυσσο που επεκτείνεται με βία.~