The Emperor's Ruthless Desire

The Emperor's Ruthless Desire

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Romance
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Life is fair, just like the angles of a square. Diamonds are precious stones that reflect the light of hope. Birds are chirping to clarify that tomorrow is tomorrow. Everything is beautiful, especially the fairest of all. But what if all those wonderful things you have, Turned into ashes? Vanished in the midst of a northern monsoon? Suddenly collapsing the walls of the horizon. You are nowhere to be found. Run as fast as the cheetah in the wildfire. Hide like a moon in the cloudy sky. But, However fast your run is. However far your camp is. He's still after you. And I don't know how I can break the blazing den of the lion of the night sky. Please save me from Drowning.
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My Woods

'"What are you doing here?!" I scolded. "What are you doing here?!" Hunter said. "You didn't answer my question!" I said to him. He looked at me and I knew what was coming next. He suddenly turned from furious to comforting. "What's is this place?" He whispered and opened his arms. I examined him cautiously before breaking and running into his arms. I cried against his strong build. He stroked my hair and whispered repetitively, "Its ok. I'm here now. Don't worry. I'm all yours."' Everyone has to start somewhere. My life started without a dad. People change their minds and people make mistakes. My mom did just that when she left me at four years old with my Great Aunt Lorie. I know where my mom lives, but I wish I didn't. Don't get me wrong, I still love her to death, but sometimes...forgiveness...is hard to give out...to everyone. 'I jumped over the river that I had never crossed before. I heard my mom calling my name behind me, but I ignored her. Tears streamed down my face. Now, on the other side of the river, I was in a forest, jumping over logs and fallen tree trunks, pushing leaves out of my face. I stopped when I finally felt fully isolated. I sat down on a small rock and cried and cried and cried. I guess this is where I will stay for now. I guess these are just my woods for now. Just my woods for now.'

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