day 11.

Grip of King in the Gospel they would sing and then they say and then they know and then they are so kind and filtered these three girls do not know what the romantics mean yet and they never forget when a piece of candy of the corn comes and tickles the eye and tickles the mind below. The candy of the corn can pluck their strings they sure know and one surely does have such ideas for real communicated across the surreal. A day that was never ever forgotten when they came across the man named Caine Abrusereire. This Cjristina, Perca and Anna could never wonder far from this site as it was the best sense of freedom of their romantics senses. To be able to choose and for he to always appear...!

Grip of King in the Gospel they would sing. The Colliding of the darkness and shadow of the mind and heart of the darkness of this place will it eclipse what might happen if more time. But he left and there is only rain and the darkness and the voices arise as the mall lurkers arise as the world turns to the sharp pitch of tragedy only in a forced fight with their selves seemingly younger forced to team together. Shape together with the people of the hearts and dragon pine and pop tarts of a biker gang.


The day of the fallen one he rose one day in meadows and he came back and sung them down and with a struck of the lighting they were gone. They were gone. They were gone. They were gone...
and the story tried to continue on of their darkness but it was eventually evident they had begun to die again... and die again they did. However the longing in their eyes has found one such thing more of hope and ponder.