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Foi en feuFoi en feu
Un pas à la fois, sans peur ni crainte
Avançant avec confiance en sa sainte enceinte
L’homme chauve porte sur ses lèvres des prières
Les yeux clos, ne voyant pas le feu de bruyères.
Les flammes grimpent, grandissent, rugissent
Portant en leur sein mille démons qui mugissent
Mais l’homme chauve continue son chemin
Sans inquiétude-il ne connaît pas le Malin
Mains enlacés, psaumes et chants sur le cœur
Protégé par sa foi, sainte ardeur
En un dieu bon, friand de repentir
Dieu miséricordieux et ami des martyrs.
Et se lève dans la nuit noire d’insomnies
Rouge du feu, de sang de la calomnie
Une plainte hululant des tréfonds, méandres
De l’âme, la peine tandis que l’abbaye devient cendres
2: Elle's EscapeMias stared at Elle's sleeping form beside him. She hadn't moved all nighthe knew because he hadn't moved all night either. He was still lying back against the headboard, watching her steady breathing and enjoying the rise and fall of her breasts beneath her lacy white bra. He had stripped her out of the gown she had been wearing, wanting her to be comfortable as she slept, confused as to why he cared about her comfort at all. His grin widened as her chest rose, deciding that caring about whether or not Elle was comfortable had to be the best damn idea he ever had.
Sunlight poured through the open window, a slant of light cutting across the bed and Elle's creamy white legs. Mias adjusted himself on the bed, and Elle shifted slightly before going still once more.
She would be awake soon, and Mias was suddenly aware that he had been lying on the bed in his clothes. He tried to smooth the wrinkles in his slacks and shirt, sighing with frustration when he realized not only was he a w
False Mother“Thank you for agreeing to this job on such a short notice, Avery.” Mr. Pollock lets me into the house.
“Hey, it’s no problem. I’m doing my job, aren’t I?” I ask Mr. Pollock. “And hey, it’s not your fault that your niece was hospitalized by a drunk driver, Mr. Pollock.”
“Please, Avery, call me Jim. For the millionth time, you don’t have to be so formal.” Mr. Pollock says in a nervous stutter, stroking his brown beard. “Linda, Avery’s here.” He calls up the stairs. He turns back to me, “Third door on the right.” He reaches in his pocket, pulling out a checkbook. “How does two-hundred sound?”
“Oh, Mr. Poll- err… Jim, Linda babysat me practically for the entire time from when I was born until I was ten since my parents basically lived at work. I’ll take far less as a way to pay Linda back.” I try to persuade Mr. Pollock. He was quite a few years L
Immortals- (Jeff The Killer x Reader) Part 1The alarm on your ipod jolted you awake.
You rubbed the sleep from your eyes and sat up, turning the intrusive noise off.
Thankfully there was no school today
Getting out of bed you went straight to the shower.
You dressed in a soft black tank top, (f/c) cardigan sweater and black jeans. Heading downstairs and into the kitchen you listened for your mother who would usually be in the kitchen cooking breakfast by now. But you heard nothing.
"Mom?" You called.
She was probably at her friend Celeste's house watching boring musicals from the 70's and drinking tea.
You sighed and opened the cupboard, pulling out a box of Lucky Charms.
Thats when you noticed the note on the refrigerator. You pulled if off and read:
Hey ______ I went to the park. You took too long to get up.
Don't forget your keys on the table.
You folded up the note, placed it on the counter, and checked
9: Elias' RevengeElle stumbled forward onto the beach on hands and knees, just as a wave crashed against her. She fell forward onto her stomach, gasping for air as she tried to catch her breath. Her muscles screamed, her shoulders and arms trembling uncontrollably from the excruciating swim. Her legs cramped, needles of pain crawling over her calves when she tried to stretch her legs. But she had made it, she was alive.
She rolled onto her back with a groan, her whole body protesting. Staring up at the starry sky, Elle pushed the damp hair that clung to her cheeks out of her face, bringing herself up onto her elbows. She looked out at the water which shimmered in the moonlight, and in the distance she could make out the silhouette of the Revenge, and she sighed with relief when she realized that it was moving away.
Her relief was quickly replaced by guilt when she thought of Thomas. She had left him behind. She shook her head, unable to believe her own selfishness. She should have fought harder,
You're Home [Kakashi Hatake One-shot]
[Name] stood guard as she watched her three year old daughter playing in the grass, ripping up handfuls of it before tossing it in the wind. Her arms were being weighed down by the small one month old boy that was in her arms; he was well worth it to her.
“Mommy, look!” her daughter called out.
Smiling, [Name] walked over to her daughter to see what the toddler was trying to show her. “What’s that?” she asked as she crouched down, holding her son gently in her arms
“It’s a bug!” the girl said happily, shoving her tiny hand in her mother’s face and opening her fingers to reveal the black beetle that she had captured.
For all of her accomplishments as a ninja, [Name] could not stand insects of any kind. They made her skin crawl and made her feel gross.
“That’s nice sweetie. But why don’t you let him go so he can be with his family now?” she asked with a slight smile on her face.
The girl contemplated the idea w
The Surfer and the Merman CH 1
It was beautiful, sunny day in Cayucos, California. However, even the perfect weather couldn't improve the mood of one of the local residents as he gloomily walked across the sand. Surfboard in his hand, he stared out into the horizon, his natural blonde hair blowing in the wind. He then realized that he was the only person on the beach, which just made him feel worse. He felt so alone lately, ever since summer began. His parents had left him for a whole month to go visit relatives who lived a few states away. The poor surfer couldn't go with his parents because he had to take summer school classes.
"Fucking Econ...." He grumbled to himself.
The poor highschooler didn't even have any friends to help him with his loneliness. Besides his good looks and likeable personality, he was painfully shy and only had a few friends. And those few friends happened
Immortals- (Jeff The Killer x Reader) Part 2You stared up at Jeff, your cheeks turning a bright red. You struggled to stand up, Jeff let you, standing up as well, he looked a bit wary, like he thought you were gonna run.
"U-Uh..." You stuttered.
Jeff sighed. "I understand, You probably think I'm a monster." His expression turned distraught, and he curled a hand in his hair in frustration, averting his gaze from you.
"Dammit. I'm so stupid."
"N-no! I mean... You're not a monster. I heard about what happened when you were younger. I just... I didnt know you... actually exsisted.
Run you idiot, you probably pissed him off! You thought.
You didn't move. You watched Jeff as he glanced up at you, looking relieved. Your legs began to feel weak and you fell. Jeff looked surprised and quickly caught you and held you close to him... You blushed even harder, hating yourself for it.
Damn it ____...
"Careful..." He said, brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.
You closed your eyes and tried to calm your racing hear
False Mother 2“Ooh! That’s so cold!” I immediately jerk my foot back, before inching it back to the pool. I’ve always been super sensitive to anything cold during my pregnancies, but I’m not letting that stop me from taking a dip. I would immediately dive in, but with a pregnant belly this size, I don’t think diving is exactly an option.
“Boys, we’re going in, is that okay?” I ask my belly.
Taking in a deep breath, I dip my toe back into the pool, finally pressing the rest of my foot in and onto the first step of the pool.
“One down. Several to go.” I sigh as I force my other foot down onto the other step. Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot.
My belly is now submerged in the water, taking a lot of the weight of the boys off of me.
“Ahh…” I let my legs give way, my body immediately dropping to reposition.
“I’m a slave- to all these voices in my head.” And there goes my phone.