um... yeah.
Hope...
dance

Atyren Chronicles Part OneIt was the most silent of nights in the beautiful city of Cyclokameya. Usually the city was awake at this hour, but not tonight. All of the citizens were safe inside their homes relying on the protection of those who never sleep: the Tuso Ku Vistrians, the dragon readers, or whatever the people addressed them as. They gave themselves no particular name, though they were from a region called Vistria. They were the elite fighting force of the whole nation, Periden. And tonight they were protecting Periden’s soul, the city of Cyclokameya. Massive, elegant buildings, made from materials unheard of by some of the outer regions stood proudly, but nAtyren Chronicles Part One
i really appreciate it....really.....really really.....yes
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"Jerry was a racecar driver. He drove so goddamn fast. Never did win a checkered flag, but he never did come in last..."
MUAH HAHAHA!!! FEEL MY WRATH OF HAPPINESS! Or was it grapes of wrath?
-Vivian
ps That's what sophomore year does to me *shakes head*
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If I could swim under the water
Without having to breathe
If I could follow the trail to the ocean floor
I think I know what there'd be
Down there waiting for me...
Sensurround!!!
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