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won't be posting today! i'm really sorry, it's just that i've been busy these couple of days but don't worry i'll continue posting on Friday! thank you for understanding! i'll be writing the lyrics of a song i'm currently listening [cuz apparently i can't publish a chapter that's not over 100 words -~-] Sign of Times by Harry Styles Just stop your crying It's a sign of the times Welcome to the final show Hope you're wearing your best clothes

It was mine. “I’ve liked Lucien for years,” the letter read. “To get into his orbit, I studied hard and got accepted to Lycan University. He’s a star athlete—strong, brilliant, and admired—while I have no special talents, but I worked hard and made it as captain of the cheer squad, just hoping he might notice me. For a long time, I thought I could only watch him from afar. But then one day, he asked me if I wanted to be his mate. I was so overwhelmed, I couldn’t even speak. In that moment, I felt like the happiest girl in the world. I just wanted time to slow down, so I could stay with him forever…” Lucien’s expression turned unreadable.

"No, my love. Mama just has to help a song that's lost its way." Lyra rested her head on Liora’s shoulder, her small body warm and solid. She began to hum, a soft, wordless tune. It was the same song she had used to shatter the hungry silence. The Song of pure, untroubled being. As she hummed, a tiny, shimmering wisp of light, the colour of a sunbeam, drifted from her lips. It floated in the air for a moment then settled on Liora’s journal, which lay on the table. It didn't fade. It sank into the leather cover, leaving a faint, golden glow.

"That little devil is Lyra's proprietary signature - a potent ambrosia synthesizing a bounty of rare herbal elixirs and forbidden floral nectars into a spiritually expansive, mind-unlocking tincture." I blinked rapidly, the pulse thrumming in my temples as everything crystallized with vivid, rapturous intensity all at once. The air hung impossibly thick and heady with the perfumed bouquet of champagne vapors and clove musk intermingling until each inhalation left me drunk and weightless. And the SOUNDS - my God, the sheer symphonic resonance washing over me in waves of subharmonic distortion and ecstatic feminine ululations. Each staggered beat pattern carved fresh, rippling waveforms along

I hurried back inside the house, and shut the door. Time in Disguise Kings Of Leon Blind attraction, chain reaction What you have is mine Persian ivy running wildly Ashes left behind Come a little closer, come a little Closer now to the edge Winds are blowing, fires glowing Dancing in your head Grand occasion conversation Light the crowded room No one knows which way we're going But we'll get there soon Run from the mountain, poison the fountain Just for the peace of mind Back of the alley, they seem to rally

O your smile carousel of green Grass tops reach the sky O your smile breezes clean Of sensanity of I know why It’s amazing how life Grinds with the teeth of time It’s amazing how head Rolls and no one knows How to turf and fall Flaming words extra time In love with you Still and again shoots My flock misses you

Verse 1 Ako'y naglalakbay at ika'y nakita Pinagmasdan ang 'yong mga mata Sa iyong gandang taglay ako'y nabihag. As Lory listened to Greg sing, tears seemed to form in her eyes. All she can see is blurred vision. She was crying because it was her Mother's song to her Father. The song that made them grow stronger. Lory didn't expect Greg to play this. She herself can't even play this song because the girl cries every time she hears it. He also didn’t do it after he finished singing. He could feel the weight of the song’s meaning

I smiled against his lips, before I leaned into him too, returning it. And I know that no matter what happens to us, the times we don't think we can bear each other, the moments we are distracted by the people around us, I will keep in mind that our love is beyond extraordinary, a gift from time itself and no matter what, it will never be he against I, always us against the problem. Come sun, twilight or...November Rain. THE END

I slightly giggled and whispered. ''Hey, it tickles~'' As I look at him, I can see his eyes locked on my hands. He stares at it, and so the chorus of the music starts to echo in the small room. [Our life on earth is very short, just like a glimpse]. I was so surprised when he suddenly grabbed my hands so we could dance. I smiled and let him hold me as if we were dancing as we did back then. [So, my love, what I needed~]