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Chapter one: Ryder: Encountering beyond the path.
I got out of school, missed my bus and had to walk home. I didn’t mind, it was just for today, I had the urge to explore the trail in the woods nearby. Ever since I have started at my new school, there has been talk from right to left about this trail. From what I have gathered what people told me; if you try to walk the trail on your own, there are guardians who will banish you for trespassing. No one really knows what could be there but, when I heard it, I thought people were trying to scare new kids like me coming to Tampa. But, as it got to the point I heard the rumors more; I assumed maybe there could be something lurking beyond. I was willing to seek for myself anything mysterious or beyond my imagination. Exactly, what is there that’s so scary? When I used to live in San Francisco before I came here, there were numerous dangers that a typical city consists of for you to fear where you go. Walking down on my own, I envisioned the possibilities of what
ScarsIt was 3 days before my 12th birthday in the month of April. April 16th seemed just seem like any other day in 6th grade until in history class, I was called out to go outside. One of the teachers in the main office of my middle school reported to me, my sister’s college Virginia Tech; there was a shooting. Although she was not at the school at that time and she is alive, which I am thankful for she is here with me to this day. It was scary how she lived a few a blocks away from the campus and she knew a few of the victims closely. I love my sister and the thought of her not being in my life anymore, it would be drastic for me to understand she is not there anymore.
Then, in 7th grade one day I wore my Virginia tech T-shirt to school, there was a boy in my English class who asked me about my shirt. I mentioned my sister went to Virginia tech and I got this from her. “Was she there during the shooting?” he asked, I shrugged and I politely said “I rather not talk
How can you resist? Revised version (contest)It was a cool and breezy evening. The wind calmly blew on the way to Simon’s house. I was anxious to see him. He told me he has a secret to confess after that, he mentioned it was time for me to know what it was. Either way, I had a synch this could be interesting. Arriving to his house and yielding at the front steps, I took a breath hoping for the best. At my own pace going up the stairs then reaching for the doorbell, the pitched chime lasted for about a minute or so. No answer. Hmmm, do I press again? Figuring it would be impolite to redundantly beg for him to answer. He is probably busy or whatever! I took a seat on the front step and to pass the time to admire the unique and blended pastel colors of the sunset. Hoping at the same time he heard my arrival. A shiver of the cold got me like an arrow though; I comforted myself staying close to calm the goose bumps. Simon should be here by now and strange for him to be this way. Stepping up to the door for h
Epilogue for Tamesis Saunterer (WIP)Under the cloudy sky, late autumn and the wind swirls up the remnants of the leaves; Simon's warm hand clinging onto him. During our quiet time going further, Simon yielded to a detour and letting go of me. Standing at the entrance, leaving me behind and looking out into the distance "Ryder, do you remember this?" quailing with my jacket to heal my goose bumps "Yes, Simon. It's over you're free, right?" wrapping my arms around him and he pressed my connected hands to his stomach "I am free Ryder but, just looking at this Brings back memories I had from all these years" I hugged him "The only thing that remains are my powers " squeezing him against me, I didn't want to see him haunted by his past "I like your powers but, only when you use them for good" he gently unclasped my hands to face me, gripping my arms and staring down "So do I " he fondled my face "But, I'm still not normal enough " he puffed his lower lip, rolling his eyes away; I held his hand on my cheek
Prince Nathaniel (WIP)I was invited to see the Prince again; he eagerly desired for me to come. There wasn't much detail so, I assume to be in my best clothes as possible. As a middle-class individual, I didn't have much but, then yet again it's better than nothing. On my way, the pastel hands that stretched up in the heavens; dusk was approaching. At the gate, there was one of his servants standing guard; she saw me with appeasement and already opens the door for me without halting. I followed her down to the corridor "The Prince is in his other room" notifying in a monotone "Thank you, miss" I politely addressed her. Inside we were in the foyer, magnificently decorated with vibrancy. Strolling down the path, taking a right turn at the end; there were several differently designed doors. In the middle, there was one that was white; designed with vines and floral molding "You may escort yourself inside, the Prince expects only you and no one else at this moment" she knelt her head, as if I was the higher aut
Will I ever know? (WIP)Simon still frequently goes to the trail with his friends for these 'meetings' and 'something else important'. I don't know the exact details of why because when I first came to the trail, he and Donte forbid me to proceed. Whatever it is, I want to know... Taking the confidence to set up a hang out with him at my place, I waited patiently in the living room for his arrival. As the door bell rang, willingly to relax myself for him; I opened the door. There, he stood as his mellow self "Hi Ryder, good to see you!" he greeted "You, too!" I mentioned. I let him enter inside my house, the butterflies fluttered inside me "Simon, can we talk?" I asked nervously, he looked down at me "Uh, sure Ryder" he replied, we both headed for the sofa. Fidgeting with my hair and chewing on my nails, anxiously "Ryder, you seem worried; what's eating you?" he asked concernly. I took a big breath to find the words "Well, I-I-...I-" stuttering and came to a pause, he focused on me wanting to h
Rireinutire OutlineName: Rireinutire
Native Name: Rireinutire
Native Short Name: Rireinutire
A Priori or Posteriori?: A priori.
Isolate or in a Family?: Yes. The only living language of the Remuhipe family.
How Many Numbers?: 2.
Which Numbers?: Singular and plural. Although they are only marked in personal pronouns.
Native Script: Syllabary.
Romanised?: Yes, for galactic use. Native speakers use the syllabary.
Script "Depth": Shallow. The syllabary is not only very phonemic, it is featural.
Predominant Affix Type: Suffix.
Variable or Absolute Suffixes?: Absolute. Affixes are basically invariant.
Morphosyntactic Alignment: Nominative-accusative.
Primary Word Order: Subject-object-verb.
Alternate Word Order: Variable; words can be moved to end of sentence for emphasis.
Head Position: Head final.
Language Type: Agglutinating.
Secondary Type: Fusional.
TV Reviews - Teen Titans GO!
Teen Titans Go
If there's one thing I learned is that the word “Spinoff” is a double edged sword. On one hand it can be a treat to the fans of original piggy backing off an already successful product. Or it can be a blatant cash in job for series that's been off the air for a while and is SO BAD that it has the fans clamoring for DVDs and digital re-releases of the original. Just guess what camp Teen Titans GO! Is in......?
Characters – Full stop I have to dwell on how much they fuck up Cyborg and Beast Boy. In the original Cyborg was the techie trying to keep the tower standing, fixing equipment, and overall just keeping everything in ship shape. He's also a personal favorite character because he's a half man half machine trying to sort out a world he feels he can't fit into. Beast Boy was a likable character who had his own episodes where he'd take responsibility. The comic relief that is actually more helpful than annoying. We get.....barely any of that in th
A very small dictionary of little to-no-maturityA
Agliockinsplarf: (noun, verb)
1. A bitter rounded gourd, with a rough texture and smells of coleslaw
2. The act of rubbing potato peels in someone's face
e.g: to agliockinsplarf.
1. To worry, to pity
1. A rare crocodile found in south east Asia
1. A comfortable toilet seat
1. To laugh like Mr. Krabs
1. An accordion that is sick with the flu
1. Releasing a smelly gaseous cloud of methane through a sphincter while also making a funny noise
Balls!: (noun, shout )
1. A bunch of sphere like things
2. The noise you yell when someone kills you online if your a scrub or get kicked in the scrotum
Bamboozled: (adjective, noun)
1. To be hurt, emotionally
2. A person who sucks at super smash bros because Yoshi's the best I don't care what you say!
1. A species of fan-boy, usually shipping there own characters with someone els
Arcane Treatise 277Malachite Custard with Bronze Mirepoix
3 cups fresh or defrosted frozen peas
1 large potato, peeled
12 large leaves perilla
2 cups sherry
2 tablespoons cornstarch
1 teaspoon miso paste
2 tablespoons cornstarch
3/4 sour cream
1/2 teaspoon fresh chopped garlic
1 cup freshly squeezed carrot juice
2/3 cup diced carrots
2/3 cup diced celery
2/3 cup diced onion
1 tablespoon black vinegar
2 tablespoons cooking oil
1/2 teaspoon cumin
1 teaspoon brown sugar
1) Grease 6 ramekins, then press one perilla leaf into the bottom of each. Reserve. Preheat oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit. Combine one cup water with sherry and miso in a large saucepan over high heat. Place peas into a colander or wire strainer. Once saucepot is boiling, blanche peas for one minute, remove, and drain well before rinsing under a stream of cold water. Reduce heat under saucepan to low, then cook potato, covered, until fork tender. R
Human Studies HW #4The assignment was to go and blend in with the tourists. He knew that he had to start socializing eventually, and he would need to talk when he needed help. Besides, he would have to leave the Refuge eventually. So this assignment... was mostly to help him.
Benny watched some of the other people from the refuge begin to blend, looking more like they belonged with the tourists. He looked back at the camp before looking at the group, making his way over shyly. To others, this assignment was easy. Benny saw it as a test. He wanted to flee right now, but bounding away would turn a few heads and put the camp at risk.
The deer eventually made it into the group of unrecognizable faces, saying "sorry" when he bumped into someone or pushed them aside like his grandpa taught him to. He soon found his way through to a part that looked out to the national park, looking out at the beauty of the park. He wanted to live in some place like this, even if it wasn't possible to it. It was better than a c
Arcane Treatise 276Zuccotto
1/2 cup passionfruit juice
1 tablespoon almond extract
2 tablespoons lemon juice
2 tablespoons orange juice
2 pounds pound cake, sliced
1 cup powdered sugar
2 cups heavy cream, whipped
1/2 pound dark or semi-sweet chocolate, chopped
2 tablespoons brown sugar
1 cup crushed nuts
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1 cup milk chocolate morsels
1) Line a 2.5 pint bundt cake mold with plastic wrap. Mix the juices, and extract together in a small mixing bowl. Dip the cake slices into the bowl, then line the bundt mold with the moistened slices, using about a total of 3/4ths of the slices to cover the entire inside. Place the mold in the freezer for fifteen minutes.
2) Place nuts in a skillet warmed over high heat. Toss the nuts with brown sugar and cinnamon until the nuts become fragrant. Turn off the heat, then reserve the nuts.
3) Fold the powdered sugar and the nuts into the heavy cream in a large mixing bowl. Take the
Wilderness Survival HW #1 Okay, so the Doc said we have to make a compass out of all of this... Leo thought to himself, looking at the materials he collected in class, trying to think of how to make it work. The question was WHY would he need this later in his life? Its not like he knows which way is North and all that.
He muttered to himself, stabbing the paper clip into the top of the cork and looking the needle to where it was in a loose yet mobile position. He put the magnet in the water and then dropped the cork into the water, only to watch it sink and the "compass" to not work. "What the... This is supposed to work. Let's try that again..."
Trying again, he rearranged the set up: paperclip stabbed through the middle of the cork and the top of the cup, placing the needle on it and hold the magnet under the cup. Again, the needle only moved when the magnet was turned, which ended up in annoying the dog-bird-human recombinant, causing him to try again. It was the same set up, but put the magnet in
essay for testing outStrengthening Community
Many factors cause stress in our communities, and many changes challenge them to adapt. These range from violence in schools to new forms of communication, such as social media. Is it possible for an individual to take action that would strengthen his or her community?
Choose either the positive or negative response. ("Yes, it is possible" or "No, it is not possible.") Write a well-organized persuasive essay in which you support your position and explain why it is the case.
In 2004, a 1980s animated series, Casshern, got a remake in the live action movie under the same title. The story takes place in a post apocalyptic world where two variations of the human race are warring with one another. A scientist using the DNA coding from the other race finds the ultimate cure-all for any negative condition of his people; his purpose is to fix his wife's blindness. The scientist's son joins the war against the other humans, despite the father saying that family is peace
Il Trionfo della Vita 1Veloce come spirito sollecito al suo compito
di gloria e bene, il Sole all'improvviso
sorse gioioso nel suo splendore, e la maschera
delle tenebre cadde dalla Terra ridesta -
i limpidi altari delle nevi sui monti
s'accesero sulle nubi scarlatte, e alla nascita
della luce, s'innalzò la preghiera del mare
a cui gli uccelli intonarono il canto mattutino.
Tutti i fiori dei campi e dei boschi che schiudono
le palpebre tremanti al bacio del giorno,
dondolando i turiboli nell'aria,
accesi del nuovo raggio con l'incenso d'oriente,
arsero lenti senza consumarsi, profondendo
i loro sospiri odorosi nell'aria radiosa;
e, in successione dovuta, il continente,
l'isola, il mare e ogni cosa che in loro assume
la forma e la tempra dell'impronta mortale,
si destano al sorgere del Padre Sole, per portare
la loro parte di fatica ch'egli da tempo immemore
aveva fatta sua e poi impose su di loro:
ma non su di me che pensieri segreti
avevano tenuto sveglio come le stelle che ingemmano
il cono della nott
True spirit within"The darkness is calling. A little danger, a little risk. Feel your heart race. Listen to it. That's the sound of being alive. It's your time, Nick. Your one chance to have fun before it's all stolen by them, the adults, with their cruelty and endless rules, their can't-do-this, and can't-do-that's, their have-tos, and better-dos, their little boxes and cages all designed to break your spirit, to kill your magic."
― Brom, 'the Child Thief'
This quote from 'the Child Thief' by Brom, since I believe to take risks and challenges for what you believe are right. Not only is it part of life but, people shouldn't assume what is right for you otherwise lacks independence and belief listening to your heart of what you believe. When it comes to people who care about you, they just want to do what's best for you but, really they don't know you enough to empathize. For instance, if an adult expects me to be obedient for being good like them and I ask why; the answer is either 'because I said
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