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Yula Priserim -On The Troubles Of Foresight-Foresight is a tricky thing.
Perhaps you can see a vision of what may happen, what you think will happen.
But then you need to figure out how it will happen.
I feel that requires more thought.
And if if it's a vision you want to prevent, then it gets even more tricky:
How exactly do you prevent what you foresaw?
What if acting on the vision will end up causing it?
Maybe ignoring it will actually prevent the troubling outcome instead?
But I know how tempting it is do something that bothers you.
So I guess foresight is just one tool out of a whole set.
Or maybe it's like a map?
It shows you what's there, but you still need to figure out how to reach the destination you want.
Fortunately, I'm interested in figuring things out. It can be fun at times.
But it makes me anxious when I actually need to figure something out if failing to do so will lead to terrible consequences.
It's even worse when the best answer forces me to do something I'll feel bad for acting on...
I Am NotNothing ever belonged to me.
Not my innocence,
Not my guilt,
Not my hopes,
Not my dreams,
Not my kindness,
Not my wrath,
Not my actons,
Not my words,
Not my pleasure,
Not my pain,
Not my beliefs,
Not my doubts,
Not my thoughts,
Not my feelings,
Not even my existence.
I am what I am.
But to all who beheld me, I am not.
A Warlord's LegendHistory spoke of an era when a great warlord fought to achieve a glorious revolution.
Many saw the warlord as someone different and atypical, some even believed the warlord to be inhuman,
It was the inevitable shunning of this inhuman quality that lead the warlord to pursuing an ambition driven by wrath and vengeance. Yet, it was this very quality that would draw loyal followers to the warlord, which quickly gave birth to a very steadfast legion.
The gathered army of spurned souls grew until could match the military might of a nation. Their confidence and rage sought to overcome a world they deemed mad and rotted by corruption.
And thus they rampaged throughout the land, wrecking or seizing everything in their path.
Everyone to them was either friend or foe. And without anyone in between, even those that could not defend themselves, all that they saw as foes were dealt withF extreme prejudice. For the sake of their justice and ideals, they declared the world would be their's, and o
University time: cap 17University time: cap 17
Alison: jess cállate, tu siempre matando el momento!!
Jess: quiero ir a patinar
Finn. Apoyo a jess dejen sus cariñitos para mas tarde
Natsumy. Creo que el termino correcto es busquen un cuarto
Marceline. Natsu, estas aprendiendo bien
Natsumy: je je
Fionna: bueno bueno ya!! Nos iremos al parque
Todos: por fin
Marshall: *le toma la mano* vámonos entonces
*llegan al parque*
Jess: chicas miren *señala un puesto de comida rápida* no moriremos de hambre
Finn y marshall: *pocker face*
Marcelin: que pasa?
Marshall: en serio tienen hambre?
Marceline: no aun no solo es por si acaso nos da hambre
Fionna: finn quiero que patinemos *señala el puesto de alquiler de patines y patinetas*
Finn: nunca hemos patinado fionna
Fionna: *risa nerviosa* n-no claro que no *rie*
Finn: fionna *mirada interrogatoria*
Fionna: bueno bueno!! Una vez me escape de clases y me fui con un chico muy lindo a patinar
Todos: *pocker face*
Neko-neko: no s
Under the Shade
Another inspiring illustration from the supremely talented hands of thepolishgirl
Under the Shade
“Where were you? I mean – where were you?”
She was already on the offensive before she had half covered the grassy sward which lay between them – and hearing the tone of her voice, seeing the set of her face, made Adam shrink yet deeper into himself.
No; not now; please not now –
If only he could be alone awhile it might yet be well –
But it was too late; Teela’s swift and uncompromising stride had carried her to him and now he rose, as courtesy dictated, and stood awkwardly before her with bowed shoulders and unhappy expression. The leaves on the tree above him seemed to whisper in subtle mockery.
“Well? Nothing to say? Not a word of explanation as to why I w
fioleefinnceline:fionna esta cansada de todo CAP.5
Fioleefinnceline: fionna esta cansada de todo. Cap 5
Fionna se levanta a laas 10 de las mañana, se baña, prepara su desayuno (congelado)
Fionna: *desayunando* ese Marshall es un idiota, ojala que no pueda venir hoy *suena el timbre* pero que? *se limpia los residuos de comida que le quedaban alrededor de la boca* pfff *tocan el timbre con impaciencia* ya voy *abre la puerta*
Marshall: hola linda ( ^_^)／ *llega con un ramo de rosas y verstido con una camisa azul naval, pantalón negro aparentemente gastados, y unas converse rojas*
Fionna: Marshall -.- que haces aquí tan temprano?
Marshall: son las 11 de la mañana
Fionna: por eso son las 11 de la madrugada
Marshall: jajaja tu y tus cosas *le da un beso muy cerca de los labios y le susurra* y como amancistes?
Fionna: *lo empuja* aléjate de mi, necesito espacio personal
Marshall: si tu asi lo quieres *da un paso hacia atrás* toma *le da el ramo de rosas*
Fionna: *las huele*
The Jack Abberline Case
These documents are part of an ongoing investigation over the deaths of 5 woman over the course of January 29th 2007 to January 29th, 2008. The suspect Jackson Abberline is presumed dead or still at large. These files only to be viewed by Law Enforcement Services and members of National Security.
Case No: 171,888 Admission Date: 7/29/07
Building No.: 28 Date of Report: 8/29/07
A lost soulA lost soul
There was a family that had two children in the year 1900 the child they had was a boy named James and later had a girl named Cindy but the family had respect and pride for there son.During this time was world war 1 and the state needed people to fight James volunteered to take his fathers place in the war. When James left the whole family was worried all they did was prey that he didn't die. But it seemed like there preyers weren't answered some soldiers had to come to there home and said "mrs. and mr. Anderson" Anna (the mother) said with a Shakey off tone voice " yes?"
"We're sorry but your son James Anderson was killed from a assassination were sorry for you're lost"
When heard that she dropped to her knees and started crying Cindy saw her mother crying and asked "mommy are you okay why are you crying?"
Anna had to explain to Cindy what happen to her big brother and as soon as Anna's husband(named Kevin) came back from work she told him the news he started crying
Dragon Warriors"Oh hi there! I didn't see you sorry about bumping into you. Here let me help you. Alrighty. You must be the new comer I've heard about. Nice to meet you. My name's Ryner. Come I'll show you around. Here is the village of our kingdom. Here people sell goods, food, merchandise and other stuff. Not to mention the homes of the villagers. You see that girl with blonde hair and wearing armor? That's Cassie, she's my best friend. Hey Cassie come over here! Cassie meet our new comer."
"Pleasure to meet you. I hope you enjoy it here. Oh you're only here for a visit? It's understandable. I have some chores to do see you."
"I'm sure you will. There's so much more to show you. Come on! There's the field where we grow crops and there's the forest. Over there are the docks where people like you come to visit or trade things. We live on an island as you can see. Hear what? Oh that roaring sound? Don't be afraid they're our friends. Can you guess what they are? No? Well then you're in for a sur
F r i e n d s A r e B e a u t i f u l . . . The young girl ran around the yard, teddy bear in hand, awe barely shinning through the shiny blonde bangs in jade green eyes. Everyone smiled at the sickly girl, and tried their best to tell her she was truly beautiful. The only person she believed it from, was her best friend, the teddy bear she lovingly called "Biggums" who she told everything. This teddy bear was the girls best friend... And then... He disappeared. The girl from then on, never believed she was beautiful...
The sickly girl, lay, in the cold and white room, watching the hours of her life tick by slowly. She was a lost cause. No one could convince her she was beautiful, no one could take away the sting of their mocking glances... Well maybe... No... He's gone... She reminds herself. More hours tick by, when the door slowly creeks open, and a male, A little older then the girl walks in... But there is something different about him... He was covered in Dark brown f
Saving Twilight: ProloguePrologue
Hello. My name is Ilithya and there are a few things you should know. I live on a planet similar to earth. Water, land, and air, that’s what we have, so much like the planet you have.
That was until it all started dying. I’m telling you these things not to entertain you, but to help you. Once you find this, your planet too will be close to dying and the rest of us are long gone. You need not make the same mistakes we did.
You might be curious about what we did, you know, after the planet was dying, sucking in on itself to the molten core. We, the only living things left, took to the air in large craft ships called Hillops. There were at least 80 of them, holding about 45 million people each. Of course there were those few who wanted to stay behind, deciding it was best to die upon the land where they had called home.
Upon said ships there was strict laws and guidelines we all had to follow. These guidelines were put into place and enforced by a small government sys
Cuando el Corazon Volvio a Latir Cap. 6 Capitulo 6: El corazón esta latiendo.
Tal era la cercanía de sus rostros que podían sentir la respiración el uno del otro, pero justo antes de que pudiera suceder algo más hermoso la rueda volvió a sacudirse y al mismo tiempo escucharon la voz baja de un hombre frente a ellos:
-muchachos se acabo la vuelta quieren bajarse o darán otra vuelta?-dijo el joven que manejaba la maquinaria de la rueda.
Christopher y Antonella algo avergonzados se distanciaron un poco considerando que sus manos seguían unidas sin remedio… por un momento mientras ambos se alejaban de la rueda y se adentraban entre las personas de la feria, el silencio se hizo presente entre ellos. Una palabra podría dejarlos en total vergüenza pero tampoco podrían pasar el resto den la noche en total silencio.
-Nella… yo…vamos acompáñame, quiero
Love Confession of A Budding Sage"I'll be honest;
I still don't believe in any powerful miracle of romantic love
And I refuse to make any promises I cannot keep.
So I will not promise you the world and everything you ever desired,
But I will promise you that I'll do everything in my power to take care of you and provide you with what you need.
If you will still have me, then know this is how I shall express my love."
Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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