The reason why I keep calling him "him" is because I don't even know his name.
So I guess you all know what I'm experiencing.
And he's like, sixteen.
So I guess you all know I've lost all my sanity.
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You left me Cold, shivering Down the alleyway Surrounded by a realm Of darkness As bats flap by Going on their Late night search For food I crouch on The rough ground And took out the amulet You gave me Long ago Resting in the Palm of my hand I look at it One last time, Throw it down The drain And continue My walk To home
I just penned it down, randomly. Has no relation to TBISAEMOTB whatsoever. Sigh.
Foreword
You steal, you get haunted. You spam, your loss. You criticize, you waste your finger muscles. You displeased? Then leave.
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I mantain this blog and write in it for my own viewing. I don't care about the number of visitors I have, it bothers me not. I don't conform to the world like people do.
Shur'tugal
Clara.
Christian.
23/01/1995
The Inheritance Trilogy, Dragons, Zar'roc, Ellesmera, Saphira, The Ancient Language, magic, elves, Murtagh, Eragon, Brom, Black Morning Glory, steel swords with wire-wrapped hilts, bow and arrows.
The Lord of the Rings, Indiana Jones, Blood Diamond
Garrett Hedlund, Edward Speleers, Jeremy Irons.
My only wish is to become the Christian I want to be, and to be a Dragon Rider and embark on a journey back in time, where dragons existed, magic was usable, swords clashed, evil reigned, and I would fight battles, on Dragonback.
I talk in my sleep and High School Musical is overrated.