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Hi! Elizabeth Here :3 Im Not New To Kongregate Cuz Ive Been Here Since Forever! ( Not Really Forever Though X3) Anyways! I Don’t Really Chat That Much Cuz Im Pretty Shy X3 Welp..Have A Good Day Or Night Idk! X3
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Mama told me not to waste my life
She said spread your wings my little butterfly

Don’t let what they say keep you up at night
And if they give you shhhh
Then they can walk on by

My feet, feet can’t touch the ground
And I can’t hear a sound
But you just keep on running up your mouth yeah

Walk, walk on over there
‘Cause I’m too fly to care, oh yeah
Your words don’t mean a thing
I’m not listening
Keep talking, all I know is

Mama told me not to waste my life,
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don’t let what they say keep you up at night
And they can’t detain you
‘Cause wings are made to fly
And we don’t let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say it won’t hurt me
Don’t matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly

Huh huh
I’m firing up on that runway
I know we’re gonna get there someday
But we don’t need no ready steady go, no
Talk, talk turns into air
And I don’t even care, oh yeah

Your words don’t mean a thing
I’m not listening
Keep talking, all I know is

Mama told me not to waste my life,
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don’t let what they say keep you up at night,
And they can’t detain you
‘Cause wings are made to fly
And we don’t let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say it won’t hurt me
Don’t matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly

I don’t need no one saying hey, hey, hey, hey
I don’t hear no one saying hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
You better keep on walking
I don’t wanna hear your talking, boy’d
You better keep on walking
I don’t wanna hear your talking, boy’d

Your words don’t mean a thing
I’m not listening
They’re just like water off my wings

Mama told me not to waste my life
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don’t let what they say keep you up at night
And they can’t detain you
‘Cause wings are made to fly
And we don’t let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say it won’t hurt me
Don’t matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly

And we don’t let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say it won’t hurt me
Don’t matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly

Mama told me not to waste my life She said spread your wings my little butterfly

Don’t let what they say keep you up at night
And if they give you shhhh
Then they can walk on by

My feet, feet can’t touch the ground
And I can’t hear a sound
But you just keep on running up your mouth yeah

Walk, walk on over there
‘Cause I’m too fly to care, oh yeah
Your words don’t mean a thing
I’m not listening
Keep talking, all I know is

Mama told me not to waste my life,
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don’t let what they say keep you up at night
And they can’t detain you
‘Cause wings are made to fly
And we don’t let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say it won’t hurt me
Don’t matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly

Huh huh
I’m firing up on that runway
I know we’re gonna get there someday
But we don’t need no ready steady go, no
Talk, talk turns into air
And I don’t even care, oh yeah

Your words don’t mean a thing
I’m not listening
Keep talking, all I know is

Mama told me not to waste my life,
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don’t let what they say keep you up at night,
And they can’t detain you
‘Cause wings are made to fly
And we don’t let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say it won’t hurt me
Don’t matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly

I don’t need no one saying hey, hey, hey, hey
I don’t hear no one saying hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
You better keep on walking
I don’t wanna hear your talking, boy’d
You better keep on walking
I don’t wanna hear your talking, boy’d

Your words don’t mean a thing
I’m not listening
They’re just like water off my wings

Mama told me not to waste my life
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don’t let what they say keep you up at night
And they can’t detain you
‘Cause wings are made to fly
And we don’t let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say it won’t hurt me
Don’t matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly

And we don’t let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say it won’t hurt me
Don’t matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly

Little Mix – Wings

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Valiant Lovejoy was a man of honor, a man of dignity, a man of honesty and a man of courage. He found a true friend named Henry Flatbottom, a great honorable man, a man of ambition and an epitome of great power. They were going along great until a lovely young maiden got into the picture. The lady captivated both of the men’s hearts. The lady was named Fiona, a lady of prowess and beauty. She was like a daughter of Aphrodite, such beauty, such grace.. But as all things comes to a crossroad, only one may take the maiden’s heart. Fiona couldn’t make her mind, so she refused to answer. She secretly watched them from her window, that circular small window of hope that she used to glance and help her make up her mind. Day by day, she watched them. Eventually, she chose none other than Valiant. Valiant rejoiced for all of his hard work at patience paid off. But behind the curtains sat the weeping Henry. All efforts wasted, all pain and endurance rejected. Now, he lost a large piece of his time. If only he could’ve seen this end; him, weeping, without his precious Fiona at his side. No, he shouldn’t be like this. With anger and resentment, he cursed and threw a spear on the ground; indication of revenge and passion to reclaim what is rightfully his.

He worked hard, every day and every night while Valiant became a sea man, venturing through seas, sometimes leaving Fiona with anguish. Serving as the Magistrate’s assistant by day and as server to support his younger sister’s medication. One day, his younger sister talked to him with her dying voice, like the last crackles of the dying fire; so weak, so feeble. She begged his brother to let her go, to let her rest, to let her sleep eternally. Tears began to pour down from the boy’s cheeks like a river of sorrow, fueled by a burning rage from the inside. How could she let this happen? Then Henry remembered; for all the time he spent to win Fiona, her sister began to experience things but Henry paid no attention, keeping his eyes on Fiona by the whisper of his Burning Desire. Even when his sister’s bedridden, still, no attention until then she could hardly speak a word. But after all this, what needs to be done should be done. Henry decided to let his sister go. It was a sad moment, but this only fueled his rage to Valiant. He believed that taking Fiona is fair; a sacrifice was made; he lost his sister.

He worked hard until he became the nest Magistrate of the island. He didn’t waste any opportunity to take revenge of Valiant. He did the extreme. He ordered a forger to forge him a letter stating that Fiona is no longer interested in him; that someone already captivated her eyes. Henry knew this is bad but it has to be done. He told the forger to send it to Valiant, and so did the forger did. After the forger sent the message, he was arrested and imprisoned, but Henry was cunning man. He sent a decoyed pickaxe and letter. Henry told the prisoner to dig east at exactly 1 mile. And so did the prisoner obeyed. Little did he know that it was going to the local bank! He kept digging but he failed. And so he died there, without freedom, without justice, without the final glimpse to the outside world. This was all part of the Magistrate’s plan; to lead the forger to his own death to cover the crime; like making the dust to put himself to the garbage. The Magistrate didn’t know that the Cell 8 anomaly caused the Warden to go astray, leading it to the second death.

Meanwhile, the time that Valiant’s ship was nearly home, Valiant reads the letter from “Fiona”, the Watchman failed to do his duty; to give light to the sea. This caused the ship’s wreckage. But not only was the ship was destroyed, so is Valiant’s heart, soul and identity was shattered to smithereens; a cold metal rod poked his feeble heart. He held the only thing that reminded him what he supposed to call home; Fiona’s Locket, and threw himself to the sea. Sinking slowly as he remembered their last dance with Fiona, the rush of the calm sea and the final glance to the ever-glistening stars in the heavens above. This is the 3rd death by the Magistrate himself.

Back to the island, without Fiona’s knowledge, she waited for her husband to come home. Then the Magistrate was back on track. Henry tried to court Fiona once more, but was merely noticed and was rejected. Henry waited, but Fiona remained faithful. One afternoon, while Henry visited Fiona, he saw Fiona by the bed near the window. Fiona looked sick. This reminded Henry his sister, slowly dying to his arms, feeling helpless that ever. Fiona ordered Henry to come closer. Without hesitation, Henry walked towards her, his steps feeling heavier every step he took. He reached Fiona and leaned closer. Then Fiona said that if ever Valiant returns home, he should tell him that Fiona was already on the other side. He pulled back, looked at Fiona as she cracked a smile and closed her eyes.

DONT MIND MEH, all this island will have is the soul of poor lonely woman, longing for her husband who’ll never return home, a betrayed forger longing to see the sky again, a Warden hunting for his final prisoner to return him to his rightful place, a Watchman who’ll never forgive himself for doing a small thing thing to create this chaos and a blood-stained Magistrate, who never knew what he actually created, tortured by his wrongdoings and his memories. and his hooded figure who drops a rose in the middle of the night.

“The Ring by the Fountain.” by Fierce Ring _~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hi! You Can Call Me Liza Short For Elizabeth.I Am 16 Years Old! I Was Born In October 16,1999! I Haz A Lot Of Best Friends! Well Not In This Site Though X3.Oh And Chloe..I Wanna Write I miss You On A Rock And Throw It At Your Face So You know How Much It Hurts To Miss You X3.One Word To Describe School? Hell Well I Actually Do Like It In Our School Cuz That’s Where I Met Most Of My Friends! I Am A Cheerleader! I Can Play The Piano,Guitar And The Violin! I Can Sing! I Haz Voice Lessons My Favourite Colour Ish Rainbow! My Favourite Number Ish 2!My Favourite Letters Are E,L,I,Z,A,B,E,T,H Ok Done!
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