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The strings of the guitar Wiped out by the white silence Today I want to tell my story That I can't end My thoughts clumped together like a snowdrift I'll let you know my story in this song Can you hear it? I'll sing it for you That voice? A very distinctive bass voice. Heavy, yet soft to hear. This time Hyomi gave it a chance. Usually, she would have cursed and chased the owner of the voice out of her tent area.

He had kind eyes and a voice that sounded like the wind in the trees. “It looks sad,” the old man said. “I don’t know how to make it happy,” Lira sobbed. “Everything has a story,” the old man said. “Even your flower. Maybe it’s not thirsty for water. Maybe it’s lonely for its own song.” He began to hum, a simple, made-up tune. He encouraged Lira to hum with him. They sat there, the old man and the little girl, humming a silly, gentle song to the wilting flower.

He said with anger Music 🎵🎵🎵🎵🎶🎶 Kahani Hamari Fasana Hamara, Gamon Ne Sunaya Dobara Dobara Meri Dastan Mein, Hai Bheege Se Mausam Huyi, Meri Palke Tabhi Phir Se Nam, Kahani Hamari Fasana Hamara, Gamon Ne Sunaya Dobara Dobara [Our love tale, our romance, The grieves have narrated them to me, over and over. There are some wet weathers in my tale; that is why thinking of it has made my eyes wet again

~The older I get the more that I see My parents aren't heroes, they're just like me And loving is hard, it don't always work You just try your best not to get hurt I used to be mad but now I know Sometimes it's better to let someone go It just hadn't hit me yet The older I get~ A/N: Older by shasha sloan

You're mine to fuck, mine to hold and mine to do every single thing! Only mine!! I will lock you in my cage forever' See you soon baby girl. ✨✨ Its my 1st story guys and English is not my first language so please bare with me. ⭐⭐ Please do vote and share guys. Until next time, Jenikim7❤️

" baik, lelaki tua ini kehabisan wang, tiada pelanggan( well this old man is running out of money, no customers)" "tssk tssk, oh tidak, apa yang anda akan buat sekarang?( tssk tssk, oh no, what'll you do now?)" "Saya akan bersara dan mencari pekerjaan kecil lain yang akan membantu saya bertahan, siapakah pemuda tampan ini?( I'll retire and find some other small scale job that'll help me survive, who's this handsome young man?)" I looked around the store. The toys here didn't look modern, they were old and simple. I looked around and my eyes cut a very cute purple teddy bear. It looked so fluffy and nice. Something a baby would always want around them.

“Here, it’s almost time for dinner.” “Thanks,” the boy replied before taking a huge bite. “Did your father ever tell you any stories concerning an old man and a foggy hill?” Rhina inquired. “Nope,” Ishida answered plainly. “How many stories about old men did he tell you?” the girl asked. “Quite a lot! Seven, if I remember correctly. ‘The Woodcutter and the Door of Fates’ was one... ‘The Old Man and the Desert of No Return’ was another. Oh yes, there were ‘The Legend of King Makarael the Great,’ ‘Hayami’s Grandfather,’ ‘Heroes of Aquarius,’ ‘Sir Kharkin of the Seven Seas,’ and ‘Aram the Master Sage.” Ishida recalled. “None of them were about a gravestone or a hill.”

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One of the kids interrupted with a curious expression. " Hoho,long before even I was born, but let's get back to the story . So where was I……,haha,during the early days of the…….. Sitting on one a log bench,I listened to Old Alfred regaling the kids with stories. I had once been like them,listening to tales which made my dreams,one of my favourite tales was about a Luna who went against all odds to stay with her true love,I used to keep this story in my mind all the time dreaming about the Luna's heroics but now…..well I'm an adult now so I knows how the real world operates.

It’s smooth and silky and there are no split-ends or whatsoever that might turn me off. That you were Romeo, you were throwin' pebbles And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet" And I was cryin' on the staircase Beggin' you, "Please don't go, " and I said Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes"