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The moon peeped through the floating clouds. Though it is a full moon night, thick branches of trees shaded the path dark and uninviting. Hardly having time to look at the twinkling stars, Saranya ran on the narrow street to reach her home safely. As an avid reader, she knew what a twist in a story would be. But not even a wild guess about the twist in her life that would happen.
This book is full of lyrics; in other words songs.
I was part of a band once, but the members didn't hold together. Nonetheless, I have never forgotten those days of practice. Writing the songs and singing them too.
Just like my Past Life, I will also continue adding to the book as I go.
Although everyone should know this is more of unrefined work; as I develop actual complete pieces I will be sure to add a title. Otherwise, the pages/chapter will be refered as general categories (ex. dark, or marked as IP-in progress.)
Know well and search these times by the fig branch, for the fig tree will be cut and thrown into the fire. The fig tree is the priests and you are the branches which have to grow and produce fruit.
World, world, put off the beautiful and break the connection with the Antichrist and with this nature that the Antichrist made. Son, a day is coming when you will smear your face so that you may no longer be beautiful and leave the beautiful little coat, but know son, that everything you did on earthly with pleasure will be written down in the book.
The story of the clouds, the stars and the moon.
The moon peeped through the floating clouds. Though it is a full moon night, thick branches of trees shaded the path dark and uninviting. Hardly having time to look at the twinkling stars, Saranya ran on the narrow street to reach her home safely. As an avid reader, she knew what a twist in a story would be. But not even a wild guess about the twist in her life that would happen.
This book is full of lyrics; in other words songs.
I was part of a band once, but the members didn't hold together. Nonetheless, I have never forgotten those days of practice. Writing the songs and singing them too.
Just like my Past Life, I will also continue adding to the book as I go.
Although everyone should know this is more of unrefined work; as I develop actual complete pieces I will be sure to add a title. Otherwise, the pages/chapter will be refered as general categories (ex. dark, or marked as IP-in progress.)
Know well and search these times by the fig branch, for the fig tree will be cut and thrown into the fire. The fig tree is the priests and you are the branches which have to grow and produce fruit.
World, world, put off the beautiful and break the connection with the Antichrist and with this nature that the Antichrist made. Son, a day is coming when you will smear your face so that you may no longer be beautiful and leave the beautiful little coat, but know son, that everything you did on earthly with pleasure will be written down in the book.
The story of the clouds, the stars and the moon.