My great-grandfather used to tell me, "Don't chase after horses because you'll only end up with a death in your hand." I never quite understood his advice until one Christmas, I was gardening with my best friend Susan. All of a sudden, we found an underground tunnel! It was cold and spooky sounds came from deep within. Susan saw something interesting inside, jumped in, and I never saw her again. Great-granddaddy was right!
Drayla was having a good day. Being a Felaryan dryad meant that she couldn't move around too much, so it was always nice some dumb humans decide to camp under this nice big tree they just found. This time was even better, as no less than 13 people set up camp and went to sleep beneath her branches. She had waited till they all nodded off, and then made a meal out of them in mere moments.
Now, she stretched her arms over her head, "Ahhh! That was such a big group! I haven't had a meal that size in ages." She yawned widely, "I think I'll take a nap now."
Just as she was starting to fall asleep, she heard a rustling noise in the brush below an
They had nothing more to say to each other. Words were useless at this point; diplomacy had failed. That seemed to happen quite frequently between these two lords. The two feudal lords ruled much land, and both had amassed great wealth, though in very different manners. The lord of the west, controlled the largest gold mines known to mankind, and was known for ruling his people with an iron fist. The lord of the east ruled lands steeped in agriculture, rich with beef and crops, and was well- loved by his people for his kindness. However, he had an unfortunate obsession with gold, and thus had fought the west lord for his mines many times. Now
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In every man's life there comes a day.
In every man's life there come many days.
There comes a day when he must be born.
There comes a day when he must learn to walk.
There comes a day when he must learn to talk.
There comes a day when he must learn to be quiet.
And there comes a day he must speak his mind.
There comes a day when he finds his love.
There comes a day when his heart is broken.
And there comes a day when he breaks a heart.
There comes a day when he must fight.
He may choose to use a gun.
He may choose to use words.
But he must still fight.
There comes a day when he must work.
There come many days of work to follow
Insanity
"How is he doctor? Will he be okay?"
She was a young, pretty girl with a worried air about her. Normally, she's happy, bubbly and overall a nice person to spend time with. Right now, she's at a hospital.
"Well", the doctor said,"physically he should fine, but I'm worried about his mental state."
"What do you mean?" She asked, almost sounding scared.
"The damage to his body wasn't great, but it left him in shock, which wasn't helped by the amateur rescue operation that got him out of the vehicle."
Now she seemed angry."What?!"
She punched the wall in anger, leaving a sizable dent and bruised knuckles.
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