Cover by: loutommo- Poems and Tales. I love. I learn. I overcome. I wrote these when I was in a low place. Now, they're here in hopes to save your day.

Fantasy worlds... (2013) A writing exercise in visual sensations.

These poems aren't random poems, written just to be in a book. They are simply here, added when I felt needed to share my emotions, they are not made up, but real. Real to me and maybe others, these poems are how I feel.

two girls. one dead. 5 letters. one mystery

Just poems from my other sight that I haven't yet posted on there but then again I might have and I just want to put my poems somewhere maybe they will be read maybe not who knows? Also that being said ENJOY! :)

The Three Musketeers (French: Les Trois Mousquetaires) is a novel by Alexandre Dumas, which recounts the adventures of a young man named d'Artagnan after he leaves home to travel to Paris, to join the Musketeers of the Guard. D'Artagnan is not one of the musketeers of the title; those are his friends Athos, Porthos and Aramis, inseparable friends who live by the motto "all for one, one for all" ("tous pour un, un pour tous").

Genre: Poetry. Summary: This is a collection of famous quotes written in the form of an acrostic. I will be updating this periodically, whenever I feel like it. Enjoy, folks. Status: On-going...

collection of my favorite things this is my recovery journey ♥

Like any other yielding day of high school, the boisterous Cronos Bardo found himself being defeated by the dullness of school and life in general. There was no excitement to his existence that called for a sense of captivating action. Until he leisurely walked home one wintery night and fell asleep on his bed, in his apocryphal dream that sent him to a transcended sable space. His vision was very blurred, all Cronos could see was a wrathful luminous golden humanoid attacking him and plummeting him to the ground leaving Cronos in a paralyzed state of fear. Behind this golden humanoid was a blurred vision man with a long black beard who seemed to be spectating the situation. He approached Cronos who was frozen with fright sitting on the ground. The blurry image of the man spoke with a very charismatic and deep voice "You and your five friends are needed in the world of Arion" after hearing those words, Cronos had awaken from the elusive dream, with sweat rolling down his face only to find an odd bracelet permanently wrapped around his right wrist along with a sense of supernatural energy coursing through his body strengthening him.