The End - WORD BY WORD by SecondaryPeacemaker, literature
Literature
The End - WORD BY WORD
WORD BY WORD
As I paced across the veranda outside of my room I tucked my hands behind me back and stared straight in front of me. How is it possible that this had gone so wrong? I heard the faint knock and the sound of footsteps entering my room.
"She has gone on and entered the Merchian Empire," my cousin said with a straight face. She stepped out onto the veranda and sighed, shaking her head. She laid a hand on my shoulder, which I shook off without notice.
I went back into my room and turned towards Penelope. "This has to end. What in the intergalactic universe is she thinking? To take over the world? And Kairi?" I looked down in defea
Clap for this day, this day of independence.
Smile for today, the day of celebrating.
It's time, it's time again
For the anniversary of our becoming.
Favor was gained and we gained power,
So all of you dance 'round in laughter.
Bow down in addition
And show your love to your savior.
A long road to get to this point
And we all know of the cost.
But today we will jeer
And hold close our ones so truly dear.
Thankful to the power,
For it proved to be stronger on our side.
A Memory
You don't regret it until it happens
For in the day it happens you do not expect it.
A beautiful day of sun and warmth
To see the fierceness of blood that runs so cold.
T'was there a reason other than sheer pride
For the death of such a loved and esteemed ruler?
I have to wonder, as you walked away from the crime
Did you indeed feel regret?
You destroyed a day in the year for a well-known family
One day that comes again and again.
I question I have, just one, to ask of you
Did you indeed watch as he fell to the ground?
Or, rather, did you simply turn a blind eye
On a man who did no wrong to you or your people.
A simpl
Once Upon a World Chapter One by SecondaryPeacemaker, literature
Literature
Once Upon a World Chapter One
Once Upon a World (Or What You May)
Chapter One
Decisions of Life at the Youngest Age
I was five and I remember it clearly. Every Prince and Princess born would, at the proper age of five, be betrothed to one in the empire. Sometimes in other empires as well, to create a greater empire, of course. And at other times from different worlds for peace purposes. We sat there in the family room, my sister Stephanie, my brother Nicholas, my cousin Francesca, and I. Great grandfather Jack and great grandmother Stacey, the emperor and empress of our proud empire, sat there with a pen and clipboard. Nervous was not the precise word I would use for