Singsong Stories

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This beginning of the novel is about a young boy whose destiny is intertwined with the primordial Child of Man and must earn dominion over the world and then seek out the good, the only flicker of light in an otherwise pitch black world. If anyone has read Plato and knows about his forms and the allegory of the cave, that's where I got inspiration from

A love letter to eerie, cosmic poetry, filled with instances of the unexplained and mind bending in a modern setting. Updating weekly (hopefully), hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it.

Singsong By james a. galgano Once hope and plenty now growing angst and gloom Fills each aching ear drum with now unforgettable tune. Whose familiar lyrics freely flow from lips like fallen rain. Their meaning is quietly dense and perplexing to explain. Nevertheless, they conjure up memories in repeated incantation. Casting spell over all those who may hear its melody an explanation. For feelings provoked unsparingly through endless repetition Arousing reminiscence in all that has passed by efforts mere volition. Attempting to resurrect once vivid moments of love and laughter. Where now only barely vague visions of what was once securely captured Within bedroom of loving embraces brimming with promises of forevermore Now dwells within the silhouettes and cobwebs recollections from before. A new reality created that is so hard to escape from freely or unscathed. Yet within those familiar lyric's redemption is now eternally sought and saved With unwavering conviction that with each repetition can be reclaimed Some salvation that will offer once more hope and plenty from the remains.

This includes the reader doing duets with some AU Sanses

All taylor swift lyrics...........I think?

im sick and tired of people not following us or reading our books, can I just please have some fucking love and appreciation once and a while thats all I fucking ask for. I dont care if you like me or not just appreciate the hours of work and labor I put into writing these stupid fucking books and read the fucking thing. If I had a gun right now it'd be down my fucking throat because I'm hungry. fortniet