by Neruda Love Song » Mon Feb 27, 2012 6:36 am
When Genesis went back into the castle she order a maid to bring her a collar. Then she went to the courtyard and sat down on the stone bench. The leaves on the cherry tree were disappearing. A sign of a on coming winter. However, the sun was just still trying to rise in the sky, making Genesis feel warm. The maid she ordered to get the collar shuffled in, and Genesis wondered why they couldn't just walk normally. In her hands she held a leather collar with 'Genesis' sown in the front. Genesis nodded and took the collar.
The dungeon is probably Genesis least favorite room, but she ignored the feeling of turning back. She had already been in here. Under orders of her father a guard was sent down with just if Andrew tried again, which she doubted highly. Standing in front of Andrew's cell, the guard behind her, she placed a hand on the cold bar.
"Andrew," she said with a emotionless blank face.
I have to leave chicken smoothie, but I may check up now and again. Sorry.
God is the greatest artist
To whom no one can compare,
Streaking sunsets very beautiful,
Painting rainbows in the air.
Brushing green the hillside scene,
Blotting blue the sky above,
Splashing flowers 'cross the ground beneath,
Shading white clouds with His glove.
Of the wonders God has made
There is none that is so fair
As the smile He paints upon your face
When you realize He's there.