Snow dances down the sky, slowly blanketing the land below. And in a large feild, a single mti stood alone, it's bare and twisted branches twitching in the breeze. I slowly trudge through the thigh high snow, staring at each flake passing by. The details are overwelming and fills my soul with a warm, loving feeling.
Suddenly, I see a figure in the distance. My moyo begins to pound like an unsteady drum as I race towards it. My feet become lighter than ever, my bow and arrow not weighing me down. I crouch low, and begin to sneak slowly towards it.
Quitely, I draw back an arrow and shoot it into the mistly air. I hear a moan, and my eyes grow wide. I stumble towards the sound, and find that I had shot her.
She lays against a rock, blood turning the snow into a colorful slushie. I take her into my arms and pull off my gloves. My fingers run threw her hair as I brush it behind her ear. She looks up at me and smiles. A single tear rolls down her cheek as my lips touch hers. We swim in romace and embrace our love. Suddenly, her lips go dry, leaving me behind in the open. I stand up, her within my arms, then walk to the tree.
Her body begins to glow, brown hair turning into a golden halo that complements her marble eyes. She floats out of my arms and towards the tree. Arms out like a cross, and her head hanging to her chest. I touch my lips with my bare hands and close my eyes. Remembering the last, warm kiss that closed our passion.
The mti opens up, consuming her corpse and beautiful white gound. I drop to my knees, and stare at the mti with childish eyes.
Within a moment, I felt lost. But within a second, the mti grew leaves and began to blossum. The land around me changed dirasically. The snow melted away and nyasi grew a tinted green. Flowers sprunge up from the growned and opened.
Suddenly, the mti opened once zaidi and she steped out. The golden halo dissapered as she looked at me. I roase to my feet and stared. She gracefully danced towards me, glowing dust flowing from her hair and flowers growing from where she once stepped.
Then when she was in my arms, I knew she was real. Mine forever.
Once zaidi into the fray,
Into a battle I`ll never know,
Live and Die on this Day,
Live and Die on this Day.
Suddenly, I see a figure in the distance. My moyo begins to pound like an unsteady drum as I race towards it. My feet become lighter than ever, my bow and arrow not weighing me down. I crouch low, and begin to sneak slowly towards it.
Quitely, I draw back an arrow and shoot it into the mistly air. I hear a moan, and my eyes grow wide. I stumble towards the sound, and find that I had shot her.
She lays against a rock, blood turning the snow into a colorful slushie. I take her into my arms and pull off my gloves. My fingers run threw her hair as I brush it behind her ear. She looks up at me and smiles. A single tear rolls down her cheek as my lips touch hers. We swim in romace and embrace our love. Suddenly, her lips go dry, leaving me behind in the open. I stand up, her within my arms, then walk to the tree.
Her body begins to glow, brown hair turning into a golden halo that complements her marble eyes. She floats out of my arms and towards the tree. Arms out like a cross, and her head hanging to her chest. I touch my lips with my bare hands and close my eyes. Remembering the last, warm kiss that closed our passion.
The mti opens up, consuming her corpse and beautiful white gound. I drop to my knees, and stare at the mti with childish eyes.
Within a moment, I felt lost. But within a second, the mti grew leaves and began to blossum. The land around me changed dirasically. The snow melted away and nyasi grew a tinted green. Flowers sprunge up from the growned and opened.
Suddenly, the mti opened once zaidi and she steped out. The golden halo dissapered as she looked at me. I roase to my feet and stared. She gracefully danced towards me, glowing dust flowing from her hair and flowers growing from where she once stepped.
Then when she was in my arms, I knew she was real. Mine forever.
Once zaidi into the fray,
Into a battle I`ll never know,
Live and Die on this Day,
Live and Die on this Day.
TOADSTEP PVO
Toadstep leapt in his sleep, dreaming about Dovewing and Ivypool...
He ducked behind a kichaka and stared out and Bumblestripe and Dovewing purring together and jumoing around, playfully.
Toastep watched in complete awe, wondering why he was spyinngg on Dovewing he whipped around and thrashed a paw at the waiting Ivypool.
He wanted to be the Dovewing and Ivypool the Bumblestripe...
He had to imagine Ivypool as dovewing. He leapt at the imaginary Dovewing and wrestled around with her. Ivypool yowled with somewhat surprise and Toadstep woke up from dovewing's spirit and looked at Ivypool.
"What is it?" He asked dreamily. Still thinking she was Dovewing.
"Toadstep? Are wewe okay? I didn't think wewe were in upendo with me so much." Ivypool meowed, suprised.
"Er... I'm sorry for scaring you- I just thought wewe were Dovewing. She is tough that's all." Toadstep purred, playfully.
"Toadstep! No!"
Toadstep leapt in his sleep, dreaming about Dovewing and Ivypool...
He ducked behind a kichaka and stared out and Bumblestripe and Dovewing purring together and jumoing around, playfully.
Toastep watched in complete awe, wondering why he was spyinngg on Dovewing he whipped around and thrashed a paw at the waiting Ivypool.
He wanted to be the Dovewing and Ivypool the Bumblestripe...
He had to imagine Ivypool as dovewing. He leapt at the imaginary Dovewing and wrestled around with her. Ivypool yowled with somewhat surprise and Toadstep woke up from dovewing's spirit and looked at Ivypool.
"What is it?" He asked dreamily. Still thinking she was Dovewing.
"Toadstep? Are wewe okay? I didn't think wewe were in upendo with me so much." Ivypool meowed, suprised.
"Er... I'm sorry for scaring you- I just thought wewe were Dovewing. She is tough that's all." Toadstep purred, playfully.
"Toadstep! No!"
long long time sice i write
Love
upendo is passionate feeling that strikes without prior warning. wewe wake up one siku & suddenly there's this sense of peculiar euphoria, the probability of wewe experiencing it before is high one however courtesy to the sensitive instinct we were born with we tend to crave it in its absence.
Pain
So you've met your perfect match, he turned your world upside down & u went out au your way 4 him. U thinks about him every siku & nigh & wonder when will wewe wind up together? But what if you've been rejected? He doesn't feel the same way about u, but he's too embarrassed to hurt u so he just remains silent, leaving u confused? Many possibilities, but it all boils down to one problem;
ok didn't finsh it but i will try if u like it
Love
upendo is passionate feeling that strikes without prior warning. wewe wake up one siku & suddenly there's this sense of peculiar euphoria, the probability of wewe experiencing it before is high one however courtesy to the sensitive instinct we were born with we tend to crave it in its absence.
Pain
So you've met your perfect match, he turned your world upside down & u went out au your way 4 him. U thinks about him every siku & nigh & wonder when will wewe wind up together? But what if you've been rejected? He doesn't feel the same way about u, but he's too embarrassed to hurt u so he just remains silent, leaving u confused? Many possibilities, but it all boils down to one problem;
ok didn't finsh it but i will try if u like it
i never thought the siku would come when i had to leave my Marafiki and family.but it did and it was all my fault. wewe see my names claire and i got in a bit of trouble. i was walking nyumbani from my Marafiki house and happened to over hear something i wasn't suppose to.it was a fight between to guys and from what i heard the fight was over drugs and money so now i'm runing for my life and for the people i upendo lifes too.
"i'll miss wewe mommy" i say giving my mother one last hug. "as soon as this is over i'll be home,plaese don't worry."
"i'm not worried" my mom lied.She was a tarible liar so i basicly saw right through her.
"i'll miss wewe mommy" i say giving my mother one last hug. "as soon as this is over i'll be home,plaese don't worry."
"i'm not worried" my mom lied.She was a tarible liar so i basicly saw right through her.