Wolf Dreams -Part 1- Faith of clouds by anour93, literature
Literature
Wolf Dreams -Part 1- Faith of clouds
Wolf Dreams -Part 1- Faith of clouds
Sometimes we love to be hurt, to not get hurt in the same place,and by the same way again. And sometimes, we love to lick our wounds just not to remember things we would not want to remember again. This always had been giving me the feeling that I sometimes never forgive, and sometimes forget. This is our nature, this is how the wolves love to be like. We sometimes love and live, and sometimes leave. We sometimes, play and come to live happily ever after, dance and run, greed our teeth and smile, look to the sky and wish. Because we care for life; we care for the living. we care for being b
She’s alive no more
left alone on the shore,Dante wake up unaware of everything .He was a 13 years old boy;charged by a ship of marchandise & goods;Dante was a kind of lost,homeless,or an orphan.In other words,his identity was unknown.He opened his eyes as the sun was getting shiny little by little.Then,saw a crowded zone full of fishers and marchandise loaders ; « am I in a haven »,he wondered ? Definitely,he couldn’t remember anything because of the hard times he lived,and because of the sea voyage that took two whole weeks to reach the haven ;However,Dant
Wolf Dreams -Part 1- Faith of clouds by anour93, literature
Literature
Wolf Dreams -Part 1- Faith of clouds
Wolf Dreams -Part 1- Faith of clouds
Sometimes we love to be hurt, to not get hurt in the same place,and by the same way again. And sometimes, we love to lick our wounds just not to remember things we would not want to remember again. This always had been giving me the feeling that I sometimes never forgive, and sometimes forget. This is our nature, this is how the wolves love to be like. We sometimes love and live, and sometimes leave. We sometimes, play and come to live happily ever after, dance and run, greed our teeth and smile, look to the sky and wish. Because we care for life; we care for the living. we care for being b
She’s alive no more
left alone on the shore,Dante wake up unaware of everything .He was a 13 years old boy;charged by a ship of marchandise & goods;Dante was a kind of lost,homeless,or an orphan.In other words,his identity was unknown.He opened his eyes as the sun was getting shiny little by little.Then,saw a crowded zone full of fishers and marchandise loaders ; « am I in a haven »,he wondered ? Definitely,he couldn’t remember anything because of the hard times he lived,and because of the sea voyage that took two whole weeks to reach the haven ;However,Dant
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The First Time I Saw Him by CupofCharlie, literature
Literature
The First Time I Saw Him
'You got my heart in a headlock'
- The Feeling.
I first saw him on a crisp, chilly morning in late October. I was late for work and therefore forced to break into a run in order to catch the 7:32 train. This is going to be one of those days, I thought to myself. Running as fast as I could in my uncomfortable work shoes, I rushed toward the train station, heart in mouth as I desperately tried to get there in time. After what felt like an eternity, I finally made it to the st
She’s alive no more
left alone on the shore,Dante wake up unaware of everything .He was a 13 years old boy;charged by a ship of marchandise & goods;Dante was a kind of lost,homeless,or an orphan.In other words,his identity was unknown.He opened his eyes as the sun was getting shiny little by little.Then,saw a crowded zone full of fishers and marchandise loaders ; « am I in a haven »,he wondered ? Definitely,he couldn’t remember anything because of the hard times he lived,and because of the sea voyage that took two whole weeks to reach the haven ;However,Dant
The Lies of Fairy Tales by CupofCharlie, literature
Literature
The Lies of Fairy Tales
‘Sorrow found me when I was young.
Sorrow waited. Sorrow won.’
- The National.
I sit cross-legged on my bedroom floor surrounded by dozens of children’s books and fairy tale collections. Some of the books are sprawled open onto random pages, where delicate calligraphy detail wonderful love stories, and where colourful illustrations depict beautiful, helpless princesses stuck in towers with chivalrous, handsome knights battling to win their lonely hearts. Other books are piled high on top of one another, creating paper castles and mansions such as the ones described within their very pages, wherein romance blossoms and a h
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