Flying on the wind
Rainbow leaves explode
Oh how the nuts and branches sing
Gone to the merry-go-round
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Friendly smiles
Riddle plain
Oh the muddles of the brain.
Going places
Answer me
Need I sit
Down in a tree?
To the sunshine
One does wander
And to ponder on the
Deep beauty of the soul
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The Last Lion of Aziza.
The Wishing Game.
It was a soldier. It had been the flat of his sword that had knock Rynere's captor to the ground.
He looked at Rynere curiously, then knelt down and began freeing her -starting with the gag.
The initial shock of seeing the man had faded, and Rynere was more than ready to accept his help.
"It's a dangerous road you were traveling on," he said shortly. "Many bandits wander that path."
"So they don't actually own this area?"
Tass was quiet the whole morning. While this was pleasant for Rynere, it made her wonder what was going on.
She started asking questions.
"What did you mean last night? About the wedding -and you? You can't mean you'd be the groom."
He snickered, but didn't answer.
"What exactly did you do to Kyndran?"
Silence.
Eventually she kicked Tass in the back.
"What is going on?"
He glanced up at her, grinned, then kept walking. Until she kicked him again.
"Why aren't you trying to talk my ear off today?"
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Nadezda woke up from a long nap and strained to see what was beyond the end of the tube. All she could she was darkness.
“I must get out!” she said, gritting her teeth. She pushed at the end of the tube with all her might, but it did not budge. “I must get out! I must! I must!”
That was when she heard the noise.
SQUEAK, SQUEAK, SQUEAK.
And it was getting louder by the minute! She had to escape!
Chapter 3
“ Mom! Please!” I begged my mother. She was talking about me going back to school, I of course was arguing with her.
“ Nick-cicle, please” .
“Mom I swear I will keep to my learning and I’ll do homework and I won’t walk away and do video games all day, I’ll really study. And I won’t boss and bully the tutor around, I promise”.
Tala walked quietly down the hall and knocked twice on her master’s door, doing it timidly since she knew that her master was in a bad mood.
“Come in!”
Tala hesitated, then slowly opened the door and slipped inside. Bowing her head, she said, “The girl is nowhere to be found.”
A look of fury came upon Hadrians’ face. “Look harder!” he snapped. “You have two eyes to use, so use them!”
“Yes, Master,” Tala said obediently, leaving the room.
My love, me lad
My Irish lad, wild green eyes and flame o' hair
Lives among the green rollin' hills so fair
Irish is his heritage
and proudly doth he bear it
The highlands are his bonny home
and so largely does he love it
The way he says his lovely words
in beautiful irish accent
so much he loves his irish hoards
of leuprucon dimes and cent
his carefree ways
his lively days
are part of what indears him
the way he asks
if with him I'll dance
makes me kick up my heels and sing