World's End Dancehall 소설 & 이야기

Khloe was still the center of attention the one to tame the anger of the goddess ,the fact he had said something blasphemous about the goddess just a fortnight ago made him nervous, he wondered in his mind if the goddess still held grudges and would strike him down right their in their midst. Wyatt stared around now at the dance that had devolved into something else,it had never happened this way before he would later hear . People dancing barefooted , people dancing around fires in a ritualistic way , people dancing in a way that raised a certain awareness down their spine and then silence all of a sudden. Everything ,stopped like it had started . The drums playing softly again ,the peo

There is just tonight, and then from tomorrow it's the same problems, Dance as much as you like, There are no people from home here, On everything there is our control, What is there to worry, This is just the beginning, The party has just begun.. This is just the beginning.. Don't say anything later, In the beginning only I warn you, Party will go on till six in the morning. Dance as much as you like baby, Dance and break your sandals.. If Aunty calls the police, your guy (I) will handle it.. information announced in public interest, whoever loves their life, without a fuss come to the dance floor, Come, dance and sing..

Thank God high school was nearly over and I didn’t have to associate with any of them anymore. Dwayne may not have been the brightest spark, but every so often, he seemed to make perfect sense. Like he had at that moment, as I went up to my date and took her hand. I decided that I was going to dance as if there was no tomorrow, because it was the end of an era. One that I couldn’t wait to turn my fucking back on. “I was going to go and say hi to…” “Fuck that! You can say hi to whoever you like after you’ve danced with me. I’m not taking no for an answer.”

And so, the dance does not end. It becomes.

"Reggaeton is like...dancehall music. It would be more like a hip hop reggae. You've heard of Shaba Ranks, right?" "Yeah." She nodded. "That's Reggaeton. Mix Beenie man with Lil Wayne." "Ooo, that's going to be nice." He licked his lips again and then grabbed his duffel bag and stood. "This is my stop. I hope you're up for some dancing tonight, because I can dance all night long!" He was halfway down the stairs before he called over his shoulder. "See you tonight, Bela."

King Roy POV... After having a busy day at training area, I decided to release some steam. Going to my club “ FTB” was like going to work but it still has a way of cooling down the heat for me. I watched as people drink and dance, being happy is all making yourself happy but these people make me happy. A lady or is it a girl? danced just at the tip of the people merging together on the dance floor. She looked like she was new at this clubbing and all but she was carefree if she knew how to dance of not she didn't give a damn. I saw as she twisted her waist using so much effort I thought her waist would break she was dancing to ‘Kwami Eugene's song no dulling’ and I didn't know that one has t

I closed my eyes and rest back on his chest, my mate, my heaven. The universe is singing Come and take my hand Let us dance together Moving to the music of love The meadows will be our dance floor Come and hold me close Barefoot, feeling the earth beneath us Moving on the rythem of life I'm losing my inhibitions As we wirl in this ecstasy Dancing with the universe Moving in perfect harmony The music of love has no end And so we dance day long Passionate and full of life Until we became one ------------------------------------- Follow me on I*******m for characters and quotes.

"But that's sudden. We just got into a partnership. You're just going to throw it away?" I pulled her fingers off me and stepped away. "It's in its final phase. My partner can handle the rest. I have another project to handle." My stepping away hurt her heart. She stared at me, dazed. Lauren extended her trembling hand, and it hung in midair. Her instincts told her I was not coming back, but she asked, "When are you coming home?" I shook my head and put on a smile. "Never." Sorrow crept onto her face. She stared at me in disbelief. She kept trying to grab me, but I kept moving back, so she stopped. Like an abandoned puppy, she did not have the courage to move forward to someone who had just

Then the chant began. “Fuck the white slut - fuck the white slut - fuck the white slut,” and grew as each man in the crowd joined in, clapping in delight and in time with the chanting of the others. Finally and only as the tall Blackman raised his other arm and called for quite id the chant tail off and finally end to leave the big dancehall silent in excited anticipation.

As for me… 'Woke up when the world ends' that is what I wanted it to be. -Ethan Shujinko