Nothing Gold Can Stay Meaning Line By Line 소설 & 이야기

I glanced down at the diamond on my left hand and played with it, shrugging. “It may sound cliché, it probably is, but if I couldn’t have you, I didn’t want anyone. This way, no man was hitting on me or coming my way. I was able to, mourn for all the losses, alone.” I twisted my lip, than sighed. “Why didn’t you get rid of yours?”

“It means this, my darling , you are not gold to be dug by others. You are the gold maker. Your value comes from within.” THE END

Adorned in splendor, rich and proud— A golden crown her head endowed, Lapis necklace on her breast, Bracelets clasped with solemn zest, Twin rings gleamed with mystic might, Cuffs of gold on feet so light, And robes that shimmered starry skies— Each jewel a throne, each cloth a guise. Through seven gates she made her way, And at each one she had to pay. A gem removed, her power waned, Her godly might was slowly drained. Stripped bare, exposed, her glory gone,

“Are you going to do what she said?” Odette was silent, thinking of words that could convince Theo. “Yes or no?” Theo asked. “No.” “Then, get down and run, I’ll take them on.” “What? How is that possible?” “Just do it. You’re my one million gold coins. You can’t be caught.” “If you die, you won’t be able to enjoy a million gold coins.” Odette stressed out her words. Theo didn’t respond anymore. He gripped the reins of his horse tightly. “Hold on tightly.”

I said, holding it up so the light caught its darker edge, “to represent the nights we survive but never speak about.” My eyes briefly met Derrick’s. This time, I didn’t look away. “Its shadow is not emptiness,” I added quietly. “It is endurance.” A murmur moved through the crowd. I turned the ring slightly. Now the gold side faced them. “And this,” I continued, “is rebirth.” The gold caught the lights overhead and threw them back like fire. “Not everyone gets a second chance,” I said. “But those who do… shine differently.” Something in the room shifted again.

Earning a glare in return The destroyer can never be the restorer, No matter how many blocks he may use of fine quality to build the wall back All Hearts!

Every person who had been in rooms they'd had no reason to leave. "We need to test everyone," Claire said. "The gold test. I need to run it on—" "There's a problem with that," Lena said. Both of them looked at her. Lena put her mug down. She looked at the table for a moment, the way she looked at things when she was choosing her words precisely. "The gold test works on shallow possession — recent, not fully embedded. But if the partial possession has been running for more than four months, the test doesn't reveal it cleanly." She paused. "It triggers it."

It's amazing how she sees herself so differently when everyone around her dislikes her. "Hate to break it to you, Claire, but I'm afraid not everyone who witnessed your delusion agrees with you. You see, no one is perfect, everyone has their flaws and weaknesses. And honey, those who brag, don't have. If you keep saying how successful, how rich and how awesome your life is, then darling, your insecurity is showing. And what's with that gold metaphor? Don't you know that nothing lasts forever? Gold or no gold, you must always know the difference between being honestly pure gold or just simply gold-plated. You must understand that not everything is set in stone, what you call gold right now is

(OLD PUPPET) “TIME IS GOLD, BUT IRONICALLY WE CAN STILL TURN IT BACK, YET WITH SOME RESTRICTIONS. BUT ALL ELSE, ONE THING WILL ALWAYS REMAIN THE SAME. IF YOU CAN NOT HAVE HIS HEART THEN BETTER YET ONLY DREAM ABOUT HIM UNTIL ETERNITY.”

I walk non stop towards it. The golden light is my destination. Never will I stop till I get there. I climb up the pavement. I stand a step away from the golden throne. My greatest and long desired dream and fantasy. Am finally before it. I gasp. It's unending beauty radiates before me. It reflects non stop within my eyes. My red alpha eyes tempoarily glows golden. It really is magnificent and an unending beauty. Bronze throne's are behind me. They're all in the past.