<xxxxxxxx@aol.de> schrieb am 22:47 Uhr am 12. August 1998:
Dear Sina,
How are you? I hope you are fine. Long time no email by you and I wonder why. Maybe something in your life have changed? And I was really busy, too. Nine weeks without computer.
Hallo everybody,
My name is Honey Isabella Mayfair. I'd like to tell you the story of my live, as so many of my kind have done until today. Well, my kind...they...I mean, we are what the human call immortal.
Hi everybody!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, I'm new here and at writing fics, but I'll try to give my best, ok? And I also hope you'll enjoy reading this fic!!
So let's start!!!
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"From a distance there is harmony,
And it echoes through the land.
It's the hope of hopes, it's the love of loves,
It's the heart of every man."
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The Wish
(by April Eagle)
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"Good morning, little ones.
“Need a hand? I’ve got two to offer.”
Both jolted, as the sound of Victor’s happy voice echoed through the room. Thunderstruck, Yurio stared at the man leaning next to the door, blatantly amused of the spectacle he had been able to watch.
Once upon a time, when the world had yet not taken its current shape, six mighty peoples reigned over Eos.
In the High Mountains lived the Archaeans, a proud tribe with strong legs and a strong will. Their legs would take them over far distances in no
That’s a lie – Yugi has way better things to do tonight than listen to her whine about this screwed-up life of hers. He probably has better things to do every night. But who cares? Like so many, this lie is seductively easy to tell.
[...] At least Alois could be sure that he had been wrong at one point; Ciel, his beloved little Ciel had not been hiding out in bed with that devil of Sebastian for the last five days. [...]
Dear Severus,
you might be surprised to get those lines from me. I have the desire, though, to formulate them and eventually make up for the things that seemed to have went wrong between us.
Dumbledore told me you joined the Order. It filled my heart with joy to hear that.
“God damn it,” Oona grunted as she avoided the bullet shot at her. “Why do they have that?”
“A good question for later,” Tylor replied, while trying to keep up with her. “Now save your breath and try to keep up with them.
A slim sleek figure strutted confidently down a dark street followed slowly by an equally thin, but less confident figure. Several feet away a small open-air café was providing a miniscule backlight for the various bodies on display.
The awesome song "Carry on my wayward son" from Kansas is a pretty good description of Shinichis life. This is what happens, if you mix an epic song with an even more epic story. The big final: BO vs. Shinichi.
Jounouchi really should have known better than to take Kaiba’s bait, but rational decisions had never been his strong suit. There, something they apparently had in common, because Kaiba should have known better than to challenge him like this.
“The world's ecenomy. I... you control it all. It is in your hand.”
Divine allowed himself a smile then and petted the neat brown hair. “Well done then. I am pleased.”
It was a hot summer afternoon in Konohagakure. The streets were empty and the air was hot and humid. Kakashi has just arrived from another mission and entered the house he lived in together with Iruka.
After all the fighting, all the things between them and that....that kiss in the school library years ago. He had never forgotten that day. The expression on Dracos face.
