Anyways, happy Thanksgiving, everyone! Have fun!


Strummings of the SoulLife is like a song. Everyones is unique and has his or her own special beat and rhythm.Strummings of the Soul
The beginning of each song is sudden and plain . The playing starts subtly, getting louder each second. Each guitar note is simple, quiet, and mysterious.
A tiny heartbeat.
As a child grows, they realize the challenges they must face and the child works his or her way around them. Luckily, they find theyre talents and soon these talents become one with his or her soul. These talents guide them towards a passion and assists in molding them in unique ways.
As the tune continues,


To Claim the StarsNero was strong. He was the mightiest of all dragons. He had the largest wings, the shiniest scales, and the largest pile of treasure you would ever see. No one had ever stolen from him and lived. Yes, Nero had it good.To Claim the Stars
Nero never left his cave except to hunt and even then he slaughtered his prey quickly so he could return to his peaceful cave. One night, as Nero was sitting among the gold and blood diamonds, he heard a thud that resonated through the cave. Nero, thinking it was an intruder, crept outside, prepared to deal with the perpetrator.
What he found instead was a sickly old crow. The black bird lay on the ou

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Don't mind me. I'm just unclipping those bound wings.
I'm in the Writer's Club [link]
go to school.
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hmmm
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME???!!!!
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Don't mind me. I'm just unclipping those bound wings.
I'm in the Writer's Club [link]
i smell bad see.
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hmmm
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Don't mind me. I'm just unclipping those bound wings.
I'm in the Writer's Club [link]
thank goodness i stocked up on stuffed beavers.
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hmmm
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