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I am Akira. A Shardling. My power is small, they say. I can scatter glimmers into illusions, weave whispers into echoes, make the air shimmer like broken glass. Tricks. Flickers. Nothing worthy of legends. Yet Sakuragem trembles. The Emeraldites whisper of forests dimming. The Sapphirans tighten their silent barriers. Even the Prismatic Ascendants have begun watching the horizon more often than the throne. Because above our jeweled realm, within the cold walls of Yomiho Fortress, the Eclipthar are stirring. Reality itself has begun to crack like flawed crystal. And though I am only a Shardling, only light and sound, only fragments...I have begun to notice something strange about my powers. The light I bend no longer behaves like mere illusion. The echoes I cast sometimes answer back. Perchance the lowest shard can still cut. Perhaps even the smallest fracture can split a kingdom. My name is Akira. And this is where my story begins.

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Same book but alternate cover. You can read the full book here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/408891219-ashren-falls

Same book but alternate cover. You can read the full book here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/408891219-ashren-falls

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DISCLAIMER!! (the description I outted just disappeared out of nowhere-) The art is not mine. It is respectfully from CykkØ And any characters in here (except for reader) are not mine They are from Ninjago I might change some of his personality on making this- But I hope you enjoy this ⋆. 𐙚 ˚

One accident changed two person's lives

Two college freshmen who meet each other as classmates in a University in Intramuros. Despite of being in the same field, They have different passion which separates their mindsets with dealing life and love. Helping each other to survive the struggle of college life as well as with their respective life issues. HI GUYS! Please VOTE and feel free to COMMENT! ALSO, PLEASE SHARE THIS TO ALL YOUR SOCIAL MEDIA ACCOUNTS AND TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS! USE the hashtag #LetsMakeItRight ! Hope y'all like it 🥺 LOVE FOR ALL! 🤟🏼

Short poems

Everything was going as it should it was box day all gathered round to see... a girl Not only just a girl she only looked to be around 7 they all swore to protect her but what exactly would they have to do to ensure that? I do not by any means own mazerunner or any of its characters the only thing I own is Maxine and her whole story line along with anyone I add in

This is a book of poems that I have written, I hope you enjoy! They are personal so beware.

A lifelong feud between two families impacted everyone there on. Much like the tale of Romeo and Juliet, this feud was a pointless egotistical feud, but instead of ending in a combined funeral, and a truce, it ended with the division of one town. One very wealthy, fortunate, and dependent side, and one less fortunate, independent side. Two different worlds, that soon will encounter a rude awakening. Kara: I was raised on the wealthy, and self righteous side of the divide. I was raised an only child, therefore, my father was very protective, and never let me to myself for more than five minutes. I dreampt of the day when I would have the choice to be independent. One day when I was eight I ran into a boy, my age, who showed just how much I really wanted to be independent. I really liked this boy. I wanted to befriend him. Problem; He was an Outsider. Kai: I spent near my entire life being trained by my mother to earn the trust of a Mortensen, and overthrow the entire Prideland. I grew up on the poor, undeveloped side of the divide, and I yearned for the day I could be as lucky as a Pridelander, but stuck to my independent ways, and continued to be raised to hate all Pridelanders until one day I met one who proved to me that not everyone is the same. I was in love with her. Problem; She was a Pridelander.

Eyes of ice, a heart of fire. Icepaw froze as the eyes of many furious cats glared at her with a cold fire. Her leader padded up to her, his muzzle suddenly a mouse length away from her's. "Traitor! Get out of our sight!" He yowled, "If we see you again, you'll be crowfood!" Icepaw had never agreed with the laws of her clan. She knew StarClan had never supported their violent ways, even though her leader believed it strongly. Ever since she was a young kit, she had been told that cats were meant to embrace their teeth and claws, and killing was the way to do it. She had never seen the forest cats. So when they had moved into the forest, it was her chance to search for a new life. But as her blood thirsty leader, Redstar, attempts to take PineClan's territory for himself, Icepaw finds herself falling for the ways of the forest. Making a huge decision between the improper Clan she was born in and the respectful one she's been dreaming about leaves her regretting her choices. As tensions rise between BoneClan and PineClan, it's up to Icepaw to do what she believes is right.

The masks. The tears. The lies. The fear. Venice, the city floating on water. The city of the masks. Everyone hides their face, their feelings...themselves. Nobody is quite how they appear...or are they? Marco D'Este, a boy of class, walks the streets with his head heald high. Lena Foscari, a girl, a commoner, a dreamer. Paolo Bianchi, a man driven mad by the need for sanity. For safety. Something stirs in the water, the canals. Something that has been drowned for far too long, something big. But what? Things start to go wrong with the people disappearing. The people in cloaks and masks. But in a city of deception - how does one tell who is good...and who is bad?

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Ashton Stanton has lived in the small country town of Bolton for her entire life. She is known across town as the Mayor of Bolton's daughter and she has been perfectly content living up to her family's high expectations, until her brother and best friend Tommy becomes one of five students killed in a shooting at Bolton High School. Ashton struggles with the reality of her brother's death and her perfect family façade slowly begins to unravel as they all break under the weight of grief that follows in the wake of Tommy's death. Feeling lost and alone Ashton finds herself spiralling down into a dark abyss of despair and the unlikely association of a young boy named Wesley Martin is the last thing that she ever imagined would help her get through these hard times. Wesley lives across town on the other side of the tracks and he is everything that Ashton's Father dissuades her to associate with, but the more time Ashton spends with Wesley, the easier Tommy's death becomes to bare. He offers her a shoulder to lean on and she learns that it is okay to feel and to grieve because emotions are what make us all human. Determined to stand up to her Father and make a difference in Bolton, Ashton works to rally the people of her small town together and urges them to unite, despite their differences, in order to ensure that no other young lives at Bolton High School are ever lost at the hands of a student with a gun.

Well, You Just Have To Read The Book.

I thinks it's a great idea making this book because I could look back at my old updates and see what has happened since... I mean like. Who doesn't want to know about what happened on each day. So enjoy!!!

A compilation of poems I write for random reasons. Raw and unedited. :)