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[Skritnaja]

You could just have pmed me and I could've given you the link again:>
Here he is^^

[PerfectWorld]

so pretty<33 ;3;

[Zoe-Underland]

Thanks. You.

[Kessler]

up, uvu

[Skritnaja]

So I'm a bit curious. To those who came all the way to the riddles; what did you think of them? Were they too hard or maybe plain stupid?
I don't make riddles so often and I just was wondering what people think of themXD

[PerfectWorld]

So I'm a bit curious. To those who came all the way to the riddles; what did you think of them? Were they too hard or maybe plain stupid?
I don't make riddles so often and I just was wondering what people think of themXD

They were difficult but its good that they were xD Otherwise what's the point?
It was good Skrits c:

[PerfectWorld]

two more poem entries, which makes 4 from me vuv


The crystals on my spine resembling containers filled with blood,
The feathers on my forehead like exotic birds of lore.
Im waiting for a human, who's plasma will spill and flood,
I cannot wait to see, what I've been waiting for.

Corrupted? Perhaps I am, just in the slightest bit.
Though my sudden bloodlust is strange, to that I must admit.

Of all the guardians it's within me that the most hatred dwells,
and for this reason out of all of us it's the most difficult to quell.

I sit upon my perch, and patiently I wait,
for a human that means harm, so that I can sedate.

Sedate them as well as any dreams,
of harming that they seemed,

to carry along with them, as I impatiently await, what Ive been waiting for.
For I've become corrupted, like most great heroes of lore.

~+~

Throughout history, and in all stories, evolution is shown,
through the protagonists of stories, as they go on their own.
Anyone can change, turn to evil, turn to good.
Its a choice that we make, and applies to everything we do.

I myself am no different, Im a guardian, but I can change.
The purpose of why I defend my kind, can also be easily rearranged.
I witnessed the massacre, the snowscape land running red,
As the humans dragged away, all the bodies as they bled.

From that day forward, I was never quite the same,
Though the other guardians told me, not all humans were to blame.

My heart darkened, and I became merciless and ruthless.
Ironic that in the process, I became far worse than most humans.

In the realization of what Id done, Id swore I wouldn't again,
Though temptation runs strong through me, at the sight of the humans that stain.

Stains on my land with the blood of my kin,
They stained my soul, with a horrible sense of sin.

And so from this day forth I will try my best to change,
back into what I was,
before the humans came.

[Skritnaja]

>_>
<_<
>_>
I'll throw in two more seperate custom tickets in the raffle, aaaand I'll draw the winners of the raffle in... let's say an hour. Just in case someone more want to join in

[Olivia.]

two more poem entries, which makes 4 from me vuv


The crystals on my spine resembling containers filled with blood,
The feathers on my forehead like exotic birds of lore.
Im waiting for a human, who's plasma will spill and flood,
I cannot wait to see, what I've been waiting for.

Corrupted? Perhaps I am, just in the slightest bit.
Though my sudden bloodlust is strange, to that I must admit.

Of all the guardians it's within me that the most hatred dwells,
and for this reason out of all of us it's the most difficult to quell.

I sit upon my perch, and patiently I wait,
for a human that means harm, so that I can sedate.

Sedate them as well as any dreams,
of harming that they seemed,

to carry along with them, as I impatiently await, what Ive been waiting for.
For I've become corrupted, like most great heroes of lore.

~+~

Throughout history, and in all stories, evolution is shown,
through the protagonists of stories, as they go on their own.
Anyone can change, turn to evil, turn to good.
Its a choice that we make, and applies to everything we do.

I myself am no different, Im a guardian, but I can change.
The purpose of why I defend my kind, can also be easily rearranged.
I witnessed the massacre, the snowscape land running red,
As the humans dragged away, all the bodies as they bled.

From that day forward, I was never quite the same,
Though the other guardians told me, not all humans were to blame.

My heart darkened, and I became merciless and ruthless.
Ironic that in the process, I became far worse than most humans.

In the realization of what Id done, Id swore I wouldn't again,
Though temptation runs strong through me, at the sight of the humans that stain.

Stains on my land with the blood of my kin,
They stained my soul, with a horrible sense of sin.

And so from this day forth I will try my best to change,
back into what I was,
before the humans came.

Woah hehe plot twist! I like it!

[PerfectWorld]

Gratzi Olivia ;P~