Breathing hard beneath the shading leaves of countless exotic trees, Talow could hear the sounds of men shouting to each other and pain induced shrieks. He crawled behind a large trunk, peering back at the village; from here he could see what was going on. Neighbours, some of which he had had a good relationship with were being forced on their knees as men wearing pale gray uniforms tied lengths of rope around their wrists. Buildings were burning; livestock could be heard squealing as آگ کے, آگ licked flesh.
Talow pulled back from his viewing point, taking inventory of his hastily thrown together kit. He had a blanket, some rope, a few tins of food, and the bag. He knew he had to go back to get a few other things, the only problem was the gray men wandering through the village, pulling families from their hiding places and forcing them down. Slinging his pack back over his shoulders, Talow inched along the edges of the jungle, careful to not be seen. He snuck pass a group of three یا four boys as they crouched over a struggling body, dripping a foul smelling liquid over it. Where the liquid came in contact with the skin, bubbles could be seen forming and deep red patches appeared. Talow moved quickly away from this event.
As he neared his home, he could see soldiers sitting around and joking with each other around a pile of burning material, brothers in arms, he thought as he snuck into the building. Inside he ran to the back wall, avoiding windows and holes in the walls. Behind a panel, Talow drew out a small vile of liquid; he tucked this into a pocket where it wouldn’t spill. He was in the last mile of his mission, hand on the door when he was yanked through the very same door سے طرف کی a pair of strong arms.
“Found another!” The big man کہا as he dragged Talow سے طرف کی the back of the neck over to a group. Dust blew into his eyes as he was dropped carelessly at the feet of another soldier. Looking up, Talow could see a man with the same gray uniform and dark eyes as most of the others. He pushed himself into a sitting position, feeling the toes of black boots prodding his side.
“Another maggot, throw him with the others.” The man gestured to a cluster of villagers, some bound with rope, others with oozing wounds and burs on their faces. Talow flinched away from the reaching hands.
“Please, give me a chance. I can fight!” He wasn’t sure where this had come from but it made the man stop.
“What’s your name?” The man pulled Talow up and stood him in front of himself.
“Talow, sir.” Talow stood still while the man looked him over.
“You ever carried a gun?”
“No, sir.” The man grabbed a lengthy barrel from a strap and tossed it to him.
“You know how to follow orders?” The man stood toe to toe with Talow.
“Yes, sir.” Talow stood clutching the weapon he had been given. If he acted fast he could make a run for it, using the gun as he went; it couldn’t be that hard to figure out. Before he could do anything though, two men grabbed him from either side gripping his shoulders and holding him still.
“Brand him.”
Those two words were enough to make Talow squirm. A shorter man came آگے with a long metal rod in his hands. One end was shaped into something and was glowing red. The two men at his sides held him fast as the rod came closer to his skin. The heat radiated from the burning design as it bit into Talow’s upper arm. Tears formed in his eyes and a cry left his lips, pain coursed through him as his skin blistered beneath the smoking metal branded his skin with the mark of the United Flame and Sword (UFS). The world spun as the men released him, and then all was black.
Minutes, maybe even hours later, Talow woke with a nauseous feeling and a burning in his arm. He lifted his head and promptly put it back down as the world rolled. He moaned and twisted to his side, waiting for the pain to go away.
“Looks like recruit’s awake, how about we introduce him to life in the ranks?” Talow was seized and lifted to his feet where he swayed a bit until someone draped an arm over his shoulders. When his eyes focused, Talow counted five men sitting around a fire, the sky دکھانا that it was just after dusk. The men were watching him, some were playing cards, others were passing a bottle between themselves. The man with Talow looked older then the boys but only سے طرف کی a سال یا two.
“These are my men and now your brothers, you're new so آپ will listen to them and follow orders. Am I clear?” Talow nodded, not trusting his mouth to speak the right words. He was lead to an over-turned pail beside two of the troops. Talow sat, staring into the flames and going over everything that had happened that day. It had all started so normal and now...
Talow pulled back from his viewing point, taking inventory of his hastily thrown together kit. He had a blanket, some rope, a few tins of food, and the bag. He knew he had to go back to get a few other things, the only problem was the gray men wandering through the village, pulling families from their hiding places and forcing them down. Slinging his pack back over his shoulders, Talow inched along the edges of the jungle, careful to not be seen. He snuck pass a group of three یا four boys as they crouched over a struggling body, dripping a foul smelling liquid over it. Where the liquid came in contact with the skin, bubbles could be seen forming and deep red patches appeared. Talow moved quickly away from this event.
As he neared his home, he could see soldiers sitting around and joking with each other around a pile of burning material, brothers in arms, he thought as he snuck into the building. Inside he ran to the back wall, avoiding windows and holes in the walls. Behind a panel, Talow drew out a small vile of liquid; he tucked this into a pocket where it wouldn’t spill. He was in the last mile of his mission, hand on the door when he was yanked through the very same door سے طرف کی a pair of strong arms.
“Found another!” The big man کہا as he dragged Talow سے طرف کی the back of the neck over to a group. Dust blew into his eyes as he was dropped carelessly at the feet of another soldier. Looking up, Talow could see a man with the same gray uniform and dark eyes as most of the others. He pushed himself into a sitting position, feeling the toes of black boots prodding his side.
“Another maggot, throw him with the others.” The man gestured to a cluster of villagers, some bound with rope, others with oozing wounds and burs on their faces. Talow flinched away from the reaching hands.
“Please, give me a chance. I can fight!” He wasn’t sure where this had come from but it made the man stop.
“What’s your name?” The man pulled Talow up and stood him in front of himself.
“Talow, sir.” Talow stood still while the man looked him over.
“You ever carried a gun?”
“No, sir.” The man grabbed a lengthy barrel from a strap and tossed it to him.
“You know how to follow orders?” The man stood toe to toe with Talow.
“Yes, sir.” Talow stood clutching the weapon he had been given. If he acted fast he could make a run for it, using the gun as he went; it couldn’t be that hard to figure out. Before he could do anything though, two men grabbed him from either side gripping his shoulders and holding him still.
“Brand him.”
Those two words were enough to make Talow squirm. A shorter man came آگے with a long metal rod in his hands. One end was shaped into something and was glowing red. The two men at his sides held him fast as the rod came closer to his skin. The heat radiated from the burning design as it bit into Talow’s upper arm. Tears formed in his eyes and a cry left his lips, pain coursed through him as his skin blistered beneath the smoking metal branded his skin with the mark of the United Flame and Sword (UFS). The world spun as the men released him, and then all was black.
Minutes, maybe even hours later, Talow woke with a nauseous feeling and a burning in his arm. He lifted his head and promptly put it back down as the world rolled. He moaned and twisted to his side, waiting for the pain to go away.
“Looks like recruit’s awake, how about we introduce him to life in the ranks?” Talow was seized and lifted to his feet where he swayed a bit until someone draped an arm over his shoulders. When his eyes focused, Talow counted five men sitting around a fire, the sky دکھانا that it was just after dusk. The men were watching him, some were playing cards, others were passing a bottle between themselves. The man with Talow looked older then the boys but only سے طرف کی a سال یا two.
“These are my men and now your brothers, you're new so آپ will listen to them and follow orders. Am I clear?” Talow nodded, not trusting his mouth to speak the right words. He was lead to an over-turned pail beside two of the troops. Talow sat, staring into the flames and going over everything that had happened that day. It had all started so normal and now...
Chapter 8: to the Future
The سال 3020, Kitsunes and Humans live in peace, because of Amber and Jay's triumph over tyranny...
"Amber, do آپ think about having children?" جے asked Amber.
"I do, sometimes" Amber responded, as the doorbell rung. Amber went to see who was there, but all she saw was a pair of baby Kitsunes in a basket.
جے walked down the stairs to be with her, and saw them. "Who abandoned a pair of baby Kitsunes?" جے thought to himself, as Amber picked them both up.
"Jay, can we adopt them?" Amber asked him.
"Of course, they are our children" جے replied.
The سال 3020, Kitsunes and Humans live in peace, because of Amber and Jay's triumph over tyranny...
"Amber, do آپ think about having children?" جے asked Amber.
"I do, sometimes" Amber responded, as the doorbell rung. Amber went to see who was there, but all she saw was a pair of baby Kitsunes in a basket.
جے walked down the stairs to be with her, and saw them. "Who abandoned a pair of baby Kitsunes?" جے thought to himself, as Amber picked them both up.
"Jay, can we adopt them?" Amber asked him.
"Of course, they are our children" جے replied.
I wrote this it's kinda random not about love this time. That's rare.
Yeeeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh
Ooh
I'm going free style all over
Enjoy the supernova
This is special
really special
I'm so free of styles I'm full
Hey
Anything can do yeah
Anything can do
Because I'm going
free
style
Won't come with me for a while
Because I'm going
free
style
I'm going, I'm doing, I know
I'm going
free
style
Come on with me for a smile
Because I'm going
free
style
We can do it with our style
Come on
To see
The newest
Free
style
Yeeeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh
Ooh
I'm going free style all over
Enjoy the supernova
This is special
really special
I'm so free of styles I'm full
Hey
Anything can do yeah
Anything can do
Because I'm going
free
style
Won't come with me for a while
Because I'm going
free
style
I'm going, I'm doing, I know
I'm going
free
style
Come on with me for a smile
Because I'm going
free
style
We can do it with our style
Come on
To see
The newest
Free
style
This is a song I wrote when I was 6 یا 7 I improved it a little I didn't add to it though.
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets are in the sky
United 8 Planets 1 2 3 to try
I love آپ مزید than united 8 planets
Kissin' the sky girl
But our love is stronger than the bond
of united 8 planets
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaahhh
Fun
Any دن آپ wanna hang out
But I doubt
Our love is stronger
than united 8 planets
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets are in the sky
United 8 Planets 1 2 3 to try
I love آپ مزید than united 8 planets
Kissin' the sky girl
But our love is stronger than the bond
of united 8 planets
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaahhh
Fun
Any دن آپ wanna hang out
But I doubt
Our love is stronger
than united 8 planets
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
A song سے طرف کی me it's short because it has a 30 سیکنڈ intro and also the song is pretty slow.
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I know I feel down. But don't try to make me happy.
Not this یا that, can help. Not that either. But only one thing. But now,
I feel so lonely. Deep down, depressed
If آپ were here, I'd feel happy
Now I feel so sappy
آپ were the one that make me happy, but your'e not here girl
I know آپ are gone, and I feel lonely without you
آپ were my mate no need for the other girls to debate
I feel lonelier than a log a log in a big thick fog
I feel so lonely
If only آپ were here
(repeat)
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I know I feel down. But don't try to make me happy.
Not this یا that, can help. Not that either. But only one thing. But now,
I feel so lonely. Deep down, depressed
If آپ were here, I'd feel happy
Now I feel so sappy
آپ were the one that make me happy, but your'e not here girl
I know آپ are gone, and I feel lonely without you
آپ were my mate no need for the other girls to debate
I feel lonelier than a log a log in a big thick fog
I feel so lonely
If only آپ were here
(repeat)
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Kairtlyn did not believe the guards' words. " How could it be?" she asked."My mother's a normal citizen."
"Of course it could be. I will tell آپ the story." one of the guards promised.But Kairtlyn did not believe that easily. She punched the guard straight on his face.
"Ow!" the guard shouted. But the other guard was strong and muscular and in an instant he had grabbed her.
"Let me go!" she said."I'm not the Duke's daughter! It's utter nonsense!"
Unfortunately, it was true. Kairtlyn didn't realize it.....
"Of course it could be. I will tell آپ the story." one of the guards promised.But Kairtlyn did not believe that easily. She punched the guard straight on his face.
"Ow!" the guard shouted. But the other guard was strong and muscular and in an instant he had grabbed her.
"Let me go!" she said."I'm not the Duke's daughter! It's utter nonsense!"
Unfortunately, it was true. Kairtlyn didn't realize it.....
There was once a woman who ran in the woods. She had brown hair that trailed behind her like a tail. She was running away from the guards of the mansion near the woods.
"Stop!" the guard ordered.
"I won't stop keeping the secret except Reginald would let آپ stop chasing me!" the woman replied with a voice that signifies that she was tired.
" Are آپ running only for a lowly creature?" the guard کہا with a strong voice.
" I am not afraid. Kill me." the woman said, "but leave the baby safe."
"But why?! It's a baby girl, and آپ know girls and woman are worthless except for the maids and the members of the Rosrien. You, the honorable Lady Freryn, why are آپ running for that silly little girl that is not from the House Of Rosrien?"
" Stop all the talk. This is my order. kill me, and let the baby safe." Lady Freryn ordered.
" Alright."the guards said.....
-To Be Continued.
"Stop!" the guard ordered.
"I won't stop keeping the secret except Reginald would let آپ stop chasing me!" the woman replied with a voice that signifies that she was tired.
" Are آپ running only for a lowly creature?" the guard کہا with a strong voice.
" I am not afraid. Kill me." the woman said, "but leave the baby safe."
"But why?! It's a baby girl, and آپ know girls and woman are worthless except for the maids and the members of the Rosrien. You, the honorable Lady Freryn, why are آپ running for that silly little girl that is not from the House Of Rosrien?"
" Stop all the talk. This is my order. kill me, and let the baby safe." Lady Freryn ordered.
" Alright."the guards said.....
-To Be Continued.