I have many varieties of taste, especially when it comes to music, books, poems and stories. After all, as they say, “Variety is the spice of life”. I, for my part, cannot agree more, and believe this to be very true. I also like cowboys, the Wild West and the Western genre of stories, too. After all, cowboys are pretty neat and very cool to write about as well. I also like Волки as well, for their howling may be scary to some people, but to me, it’s very… inspiring. :)
When Ты make up a good vampire story, Ты are creating your own world. And Ты can also create whatever rules for Вампиры Ты want, too. There are lots of wonderful novels that feature vampire characters, and they all have very different worlds and different rules. In vampire fiction, the rules can be whatever Ты say they are. That’s pretty neat in my opinion.
“Thousands of years is ample time to set up hundreds of lifetimes of income.” In most vampire fiction, Вампиры tend to be filthy rich или at least comfortably loaded. It’s presumed that over the years they’ve managed to save/squirrel away money so that they can have a comfortable lifestyle, plenty of security so nobody comes in and stakes them in their sleep, and a fabulous wardrobe. Some certainly look like the Rich Idiot with No день Job (meaning that they’re wealthy, but not very smart and don’t have a job), while others may be Non-Idle Rich and manage to be financially enterprising at the same time too. :) (Good for them, in my opinion.)
When Ты make up a good vampire story, Ты are creating your own world. And Ты can also create whatever rules for Вампиры Ты want, too. There are lots of wonderful novels that feature vampire characters, and they all have very different worlds and different rules. In vampire fiction, the rules can be whatever Ты say they are. That’s pretty neat in my opinion.
“Thousands of years is ample time to set up hundreds of lifetimes of income.” In most vampire fiction, Вампиры tend to be filthy rich или at least comfortably loaded. It’s presumed that over the years they’ve managed to save/squirrel away money so that they can have a comfortable lifestyle, plenty of security so nobody comes in and stakes them in their sleep, and a fabulous wardrobe. Some certainly look like the Rich Idiot with No день Job (meaning that they’re wealthy, but not very smart and don’t have a job), while others may be Non-Idle Rich and manage to be financially enterprising at the same time too. :) (Good for them, in my opinion.)
He was running blindly through the dark streets of Лондон from god knows what, his breath rapidly running out. He had been trying to keep his distance from the thing for nearly half an hour. As he chanced a glance back he felt a blow to his front. He had hit a dead end. It was hopless, the creacher was advancing and there wasn't anywhere to go. Then it all went black.
There were stirring noises then voices. " What do Ты think, is he the one?" A female voive said. "The prophacy did talk of a young man that would arrive precicly today." A man replied. "Who are you?" Mutterd the man lying on the ground. ""
There were stirring noises then voices. " What do Ты think, is he the one?" A female voive said. "The prophacy did talk of a young man that would arrive precicly today." A man replied. "Who are you?" Mutterd the man lying on the ground. ""
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Everything is not what it seems, to me that’s poetry. Because it’s all true. But sometimes when Ты go through life день by день everything seems normal, well at least it appears. Until Ты actually open your eyes, see what really is going on. I have to warn Ты if your not a believer then walk away. But if Ты are buckle up for my story. The story of truth, what’s there right in front of Ты that Ты blind idiots can’t see.
If you’d just believe the impossible. See the supernatural. Do something extraordinary. Well what are Ты waiting for? We got secrets to unfold, treasures to see, and of course hear my story. Of an brilliant girl named Leah Caylin and her loyal Друзья uncover a secret treasure that was hidden for billions of years…
Everything is not what it seems, to me that’s poetry. Because it’s all true. But sometimes when Ты go through life день by день everything seems normal, well at least it appears. Until Ты actually open your eyes, see what really is going on. I have to warn Ты if your not a believer then walk away. But if Ты are buckle up for my story. The story of truth, what’s there right in front of Ты that Ты blind idiots can’t see.
If you’d just believe the impossible. See the supernatural. Do something extraordinary. Well what are Ты waiting for? We got secrets to unfold, treasures to see, and of course hear my story. Of an brilliant girl named Leah Caylin and her loyal Друзья uncover a secret treasure that was hidden for billions of years…