The Woods and Reavenage

12-Quillon-Dagger

 

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Dear

I don’t know what to say any more except that I couldn’t stand the sight of you anymore because I know what you have done. It is a different feeling for me, one that means no one is trust worthy, even your closest friends. Looking back, I could have never imagined it ending like this.

You and I were the same. We have known each other are whole lives and yet you were the one who taught me of betrayal. You showed me what it was like to care for someone, and then throw ‘em to the curb to die. I want you to ROT IN HELL.

I am furious because what has happened. On the contrary I am secure in knowing the pain I will inflict on you will be real, and I regret ever meeting you at all.  And if, in some distant place in the future, I see you, I will smile at you with joy, and remember the oath I made to will soon be fulfilled. And maybe, for a brief moment, you’ll feel my presents, and you will coward in the wraith of me.

I hate you.

Emulation from an inserts from Nicolas’s Sparks the Note book. Pg 146

My Dearest Allie,

I don’t know what to say anymore except that I couldn’t sleep last night because I knew that it is over between us. It is a different feeling for me, one that I never expected. Looking back, I suppose it couldn’t have ended another way.

You and I were different. We came from different worlds, and yet you were the one who taught me the value of love. You showed me what it was like to care for another, and I am a better man because of it. I don’t want you ever to forget that.

I am not bitter because of what has happened. On the contrary I am secure in knowing what we has was real, and I am happy we were able to come together for even a short time. And if, in some distant place in the future, we see each other in our new lives, I will smile at you with joy, and remember how we spent a summer learning from each other and growing in love. And maybe, for a brief moment, you’ll feel it too, and you’ll smile back and savour the memories we will always share

I love you, Allie Noah

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Emulation from Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe

 

In the town by the woods

That a child lived whom you may not know

His name was Timothy Mod

And this child lived with no other thought

Than to explore the woods

He was a child and the woods had monsters

In the woods by the town

But the forest was filled with monsters and other dangers

The monsters of the wood

Were filled with a hate of all thing pure and innocent

The Monsters stalk children

And this was the reason that long ago

In the town by the woods the villagers built a wall around their town

Timothy mod and kids alike

So they can’t get haunted by the monster

And prevent the children from exploring the world outside

To shut them and not let them learn in

The town by the woods

The Monster, not so happy in the woods

Went lusting for the children

Yes that was the reason (as all men know,

In this village by the woods)

The monsters came out of the woods at night,

Capturing and taking timothy Mod

But Timothy’s Innocents was not so strong to stop them

From murdering him,

From destroying his innocents.

Neither angels from heaven above

Nor the peasants from the battered town

Can never cease  the agony

Of the innocent Timothy Mob

The town never grieves, without being saddened

By thoughts of Timothy Mod

The woods are never disturbed, but you may see eyes

Of the dreadful monster who lurk

The being that ripped the life out of Timothy Mob

Where his body lays and where he will be lost,

In the woods there by the town

In the Mausoleum of the woods