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resistance*lyrics by Muse*
Is our secret safe tonight
and are we out of sight
Or will our world come tumbling down?
Will they find our hiding place
is this our last embrace
or will the walls start caving in?
Giggling like a schoolgirl, whom she was, she hid behind a corner as her two friends went on, discussing Quidditch. She made sure they didn't see her disappear and continued into the small corridor. Having studied and sneaked around in the intimidating castle for four and a half years she knew her way everywhere.
Suddenly a hand reached out from the shadows and grabbed her wrist and she almost screamed out in surprise before lips sealed her mouth in a passionate kiss. She responded to it almost immediately and, only when they needed air to breathe, did she look into the steel eyes of her secret boyfriend. He smiled as his fingers trailed her cheek delicately. She smiled back and pecked his lips.
'Nobody saw you?' he whispered the important question. They haven't yet figured how to dea
creationBlank. That was the only appropriate description of her mind at that moment. She has just learnt that everything she ever wrote has happened or will happen really soon in one of the parallel worlds and universes. She was staring at the original of one of the particularly cruel books she wrote, the pages filled with misery she bestowed on the main character - did it really make somebody's life so miserable in one of those worlds? If she burned the original - would it take back the misery she created? Or would a huge fire consume the world in which her character lived? She shuddered at that thought. To think that whatever she wrote hap-
She froze, an idea so impossible she shouldn't even think of it hammering at her head. It was stupid, naive and childish, she tried to tell herself. Yet still, unable to resist the temptation, she started writing feverishly. She described a man - looks and character in smallest detail - creating an ideal. Time passed unnoticed as she worked to pour the me
AllianceI am Princess Cyan, the youngest of the children of my father the King, ruler of the Kingdom of Light and Ice. I love my home the endless deserts of snow and ice, the Rains of Light that make sure nights are bright. I especially love the green ones, maybe because they are so rare I love to watch how they lighten the sky with their majestic dance.
I have two brothers the older of them will become the King and the younger is already a wizard and a powerful one, or so they say. I have also two sisters, but they say I'm the most beautiful. I do not know if they're right, it's not mine to judge.
I looked at my reflection in the crystal mirror, that was framed in pure silver. I had very pale, almost white skin and white hair with golden highlights. My eyes were pale blue and at that moment they looked empty. I was wearing a white dress. It looked really light, made of countless leaves of almost entirely transparent fabric. Small pearls were embedded into it here a
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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