Swashbuckler Too.

Swashbuckler... go on, pick another language you know, try and find a translation for it.

Fifth of August [the beginning]

As Lucy looked at her plane ticket for the fourth time, seeing Gate D she walked towards it and sat down on a near chair. She glanced around, seeing a few people.

INSIDE THE MIND OF A DRIVEN CULT BUSTER

I don't know what made me write this, but it took me only 30 minutes to finish this. This piece is not intended to offend anybody.

Feeling Your Spirit

To have been the proud owner Of that melodic voice...

Through all our unending time

For however many tears We’ve both tried not to cry For however many years I’ve lived trying not to die Praying, wanting, not to lie Yearning, endlessly, longing,
Cherry

Brewing

“Via is in danger,” Song said. ... “So the question arises: what are the roamers to do?”

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