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Empires Of BloodEMPIRES OF BLOODEmpires Of Blood by Rickyvt31
I'v seen empires rise through the sands of time,
On the back of slaves and through rich mens crimes,
I'v watched them burn in furious rage,
Watched slaves freed from the fucking depraved,
But why!!!,,, must i watch through the sands of time,
From the carnage and hatred of their own crimes,
In battle i cut and slash at their own greed,
And i still have to I still want to watch them bleed,
I'v helped slaves become leaders,
Helped them cut down the bleeders,
Watched their empires rise from ash,
I gave them rage they gave back a bloodbath,
But why should i free them through all time,
Why must i free them at all,
I free them so i can cut, slash and battle,
That is my calling that is my chattle,
Now again i stand on the precipice,
Now again i watch them build,
They build on the weak and fearing,
Their crimes in the darkness like light that is spearing,
So i awaken from my slumber,
Ready to make the leaders humble,
This is why!! this is why i was born,
This!!! my only reason,
Christmas Bites -ATKei pulled her coat tightly around her body.Christmas Bites -AT by SnowyCragrat
It was reaching midday on christmas eve, at a time when Kei wished the weather had been better. She had agreed to meet someone in the town centre, by the large pine tree in the market square; its branches decorated with lights and durable outdoor decorations. She shivered as she pulled her hood up over her head, half wishing that the weather would get warmer; or more festive.
Rain on christmas was not fun, especially when you had arranged to meet up with a friend outside.
"Why could she have not chosen a cafe?" Kei whispered to herself, glancing at the star shaped decorative lights that were displayed from several of the buildings around her. Her glasses began to slip and mist up, causing her to remove them, cleaning them with a handkerchief from her coat pocket before replacing them on the bridge of her small delecate nose.
A shiver passed through her: she could feel the weather turning.
Movement in the swirling throng of people caused her
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