For Mum
The pale moon, the only light within this tiny Eden, is swallowed by the ebony of night. The hidden trees offer a foreboding presence and the icy water is a silent blue. A chill wind brings ripples through the solid complexion of the lake, flowing through the grass until the leaves join with the forest’s symphony. The soft music and the solemn darkness, enhance the breathtaking existence of the glade that awaits the dawn of a new era.
For Mum's Chrissy pressie
"grins"
For Mum's Chrissy pressie
"grins"
5 comments:
it's a bit hard to read
this place is where i stick my writing
you wanna read it?
copy and paste
Happy New Year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Even though I already wished you well in MSN.
I read over your blog, and i found you inquisitive, you may find me interesting. I am just living my day to day life, as a student in your school. So please, recognise my boredom :P
(please dun punch me in the face *hides*)
a late happynewyr and merryxmas
nice writings btw on ur blog
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