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Stones of life ( oh hold )

Stones of life ( oh hold )

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Long ago, there were six stones, Light,wind,water,earth,fire,darkness And when these stones were put Together. They created the life stone. Who ever held the life stone could Bring back the dead and live forever. Before the life stone could be made A war Broke out and the six stone We're scattered across the land, When the war ended the king had All the people look for the six stones, Eventually they were all found. The king decided to give one stone to Each of his six sons, so that no war will Ever brake out again. But little did the king know that 200 years later those stone would Be brought together , by one girl Who, with the help of her friends, Could end the world....or save it.
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Forever

Unable to age, unable to die. So many people want me, but they can't have me. They want to experiment on me and use my blood to make more people like me. They want an army, an army that will take over humanity. An army that will end the world. I am a fighter, I work alone. But I have more problems then just them chasing me to worry about. I'm looking for something, wanting to be someone else, I'm hunting for my freedom. I don't want this, I don't want this life. This live and never die or age crap, I'm done with it. I can never love a man because we won't die old together, I want freedom from this. I walk around everyday seeing families, happy and smiling; it kills me inside. I want that, but I can't have that. I can't have that because of this curse, because of this group of people trying to catch me, use me. I may be human but we all know I'm beyond important. Others think it's incredible! I hate it, I want out, I want to be free.. But can I ever truly be?

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