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Flaming Force: Part 1 CntPart 1: A New Evil (Continued)
Link had already made it back to his village and was heading up the steps that lead to the path toward Death Mountain. Stopping just at the top of the last landing he couldn't help but look around. The village seemed to be so silent and no life anywhere. Yes he could see through the windows to the happy families sitting down to dinner, and relaxing by their fireplaces, but not a single sound seemed to come from them at all. Despite the eeriness of it Link shrugged and continued on. There was little time before the sun began to set and there was no telling just what would prevent him from reaching the top. Making his way up the dirt path at a slight jog Link had started to wish he listened to his gut feeling. The odd silence seemed so thick and almost suffocating forcing him to stop at the top of the first small incline. Link's breathe seemed to catch in his throat as his blood chilled and the small hairs on the back of his neck stood
The Flaming Force Part 1Part 1: A New Evil
The late summer sun was sitting high in the afternoon sky. The day offered a comfortable warmth that Link found shelter from in the shadow of a large tree. Yawning loudly so Zelda could hear as he watched the humming Princess pick a lovely set of fresh wild flowers and place them into the folds of her dress. Link's blue eyes scanned pass the princess and onto the sparking lake. The surface so refreshing to look at and tempting as a fish flopped into the air and fell back into the cool blue water with a small splash. Link sighed and groaned as he rested against the tree now putting his arms behind his head.
"Now, now Link you brought this upon yourself." Zelda said with a slight laugh hearing the young hero's complaints.
"It wasn't completely my fault you know." Link defended himself as he pulled his hat down over his eyes. "If Eric would have gotten your sister back before dark last night I wouldn't have had to stay so late. Hence I would have been in bed a lot soone
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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