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Live it, Breath it, Dream it To fall in to an Ocean,Live it, Breath it, Dream it by ~Franko-el-random
And float away on your dreams.
But conciousness inteferes,
And nothing is what it seems.
To dive from the highest cliff,
And to leap in to the air.
Don your sweet life's uniform,
And do away with despair.
To float amongst the clouds,
And play hopscotch on the backs of doves.
To get rid of all formalities,
And find someone to love.
To swing on the longest vine,
Like a Gibbon or a Chimpanzee.
But neither of these primates,
Have half as much fun as me.
To pummel the hardest granite,
And raze it to the ground.
Where the rocks are torn from their housings,
Fat cats can be found.
I warn you now.
I warn y
Patriocity - Chapter 4 The light was painfully bright. Emma sat up slowly and rubbed away the sleep from her eyes. When she looked up she immediately knew something was wrong. She was inside the room in which they'd first arrived. The glass fragments had disappeared, leaving the floor clear and she now noticed that the room was on a slope. Omega was leaning against the higher wall, his eyes closed but frowning as if he was in pain. That was when she realised her clothes had changed. They looked the same, but they felt a lot lighter and looser fitting. She looked down and saw a holster on each of her hips, the handle of a long elegant knife protruding from the one oPatriocity - Chapter 4 by ~Franko-el-random
Patriocity - Chapter 3 Omega led them through a hole that had materialised in the wall and into a long corridor on the other side. Mark looked around and began to realise that Omega really liked white. They walked down the corridor towards a sheet metal door flanked by two statues of men holding shields and spears.Patriocity - Chapter 3 by ~Franko-el-random
'Spartans,' said Omega. 'Perhaps the bravest and most feared warriors ever known.'
The door opened away from them, revealing the room inside. It was huge, about the length and width of a foot ball pitch, with walls that were lost in the gloom far above them.
'Didn't you say it was an armoury?' asked Dougie, slightly put out by the lack of weapons.
'I
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