We need a hero...
Aga and Marcin walk to beautyful heath. Far away they see a great castle, Whit dragon sitting on top of the highest tower. Closer, over the river, a herd of unicorns rest in shadow of great oak. Of the second side of the river a few ferries lern how to...
Poetry for LIberation
Be that good, its just off the top of my head. so enjoy (a)//(e) peace\*\*\*\* the light came shooting into my mind waking me up inside from the moment we are thrown into this world we are taught whats right and wrong gays are bad furs are weard
Course Corrected (Act1, Book2, Chapter18)
Last thing i'd want to hear is you spouting, '_nu sculon herigean heofonrices weard._' so... i'll take what i can get." donovan eyed her for a moment then a smirk crossed his face. "is that ... cædmon's hymn?"