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CautionHold your heart safe and closeCaution by bubbybubbles12
because one day it'll go after
what it wants most -
Ready to give itself away,
to serve another
for the rest of its days.
And should it be wrong,
drowning in mistakes,
it's hard to be strong
when you've handed a liar your strength.
Skin Jumper: Episode 2, Mercenary CitySkin Jumper: Episode 2, Mercenary City by Frank-Jaspers
It’s an oven-hot afternoon. The bamboo docks bustle with commotion. Sailors with duffle bags slung over their shoulders descend in droves from incoming ships, while cargo carriers hustle crates of merchandise around in ant rows. Rasko sprints through their chaos, his feet rapidly drumming the hollow-hard bamboo. He bobs and weaves around the sailors, the cargo carriers and their payloads like a bumble bee.
He stops, swings his attention in circles —eyeballs desperate and determined— and wonders if he can’t smuggle himself aboard one of the ships. I’ll head south, he thinks, it isn’t far to Kangho River and the border. But he knows there’s no way he can stowaway undetected; the ships at the docks are just too small.
He picks up his sprint again and almost immediately runs head first into a big-bearded old man. He bounces back and drops to the ground with an ouch.
“Watch it k
Star Wars: Journey to the Dark Side (Head Cannon)She seemed to walk through the flames that spread throughout the temple. A young girl that looked to be about five or six years of age. She walked up to him in a quickening pace. She had the look of someone strong, unwavering, but forgiving.Star Wars: Journey to the Dark Side (Head Cannon) by LocalAlly
He looked up to see Luke a few feet behind her. Then turned his gaze to look back down at the child. Staring at her tiny face, she was the type that could see the good in anyone; whether it be a living being or even a droid. Strong with the Force, she could be a threat to the First Order. The time for pitying this girl was over. He lifted his light saber the girl stepped back as he brought it down on her. Then he felt his blade buzz against another light saber. He looked up and saw his uncle behind the green glow of a light saber.
“Run, Rey, run.” Luke commanded.
When Rey did not respond, Luke pushed her to the side. She then ran from the Jedi temple into the woods. Kylo Ren growled as he was pushed back by his uncle's blade. He shoved
New plant ch.2"I'm....in Morsath?! What kind of place...is tha-this?!" Bianca asked, sitting where she woke up. "Oh my god, Bianca, did you hit your head last night or something? This is the town where there is sweet bounties for people who cost a lot of money. And when we see 'em, BAM! We nab the bounty guy, bring him in, and we get the money!" Leslie explained.New plant ch.2 by Coffee-vee
"Isn't that like some form...or against the law of stealing....people?" Bianca asked. "No. We're pirates, Bianca! And so far, we've not been stopped. Besides, if we don't get them, someone else will and that will be our money going to someone else. Now get dressed, we need to get ready!" Leslie replied, with a grin.
Bianca looked around to see what would fit her. What Leslie had on was a black shirt with a black mini skirt and an eye patch over her right eye. So Bianca had to find the right clothes, seeing Leslie's wouldn't fit. So what she found was a button up midriff and some black pants.
Leslie waited by the door until she heard footste
Change in a Coffee CupIt’s 1998 and you're in New York.Change in a Coffee Cup by Frank-Jaspers
You sit Buddha-style
Like a beggar’s cup
On a cold Brooklyn sidewalk.
The passersby stuff coins in you
Like a karma slot machine;
They measure their generosity
Against your God-bless-you's.
Raised, reared, reviled in Texas —
That’s where you'll return to;
Less welcome than a polished
Thief dry-drifting through
You are a blood-warm stain on the sidewalk;
Bitter as wormwood, pale as pigeon
Shit, dirty like a soiled rubber, pleading
Like an empty coffee cup
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