Mira and AmandaLooks: Brown or grey eyes, Amanda start out with wavy brown hair striped with black Mira start out with wavy black hair and a few brown stripes, but when they reach the age of 14 Mira starts colouring her hair in all kind of crazy colours, after the age of 16 Mira’s hair turns permanently black with stripes of blue, green and pink, after an experiment. Normal skin colour, but it takes colour easily in the sun. They are about 175 cm tall. Amanda’s style is elegant and a little princess like look, Mira’s style is more wild and punkish, but both likes Goth, old fashioned clothes, army styled clothes and lots of colours.Mira and Amanda by Katja1Rose
Personality: A great pair of troublemakers. Both geniuses, extremely smart and manipulating. Is always together and have a habit of ending each other sentences. They are not really trustable unless it’s has the importance of the world or more. Flirts with everybody if needed or just for fun, if they get bored. People often thinks that Amanda is the
The Angel of Notre DameThe Angel of Notre Dame by ambassador-brouwer
So many secrets have just been revealed
in the shade of Notre Dame
And out steps the hunchback whose fortunes were sealed
and remade in Notre Dame
And though others see only a monster
I should show them he means us no harm
For no matter our faces
We all deserve grace, as I learned,
As I once learned in Notre Dame.
All of my life, oh the songs I'd require
that ring in Notre Dame
I'd listen for hours to the altar-boy choirs
that sing in Notre Dame
'Til I knew every note of the Masses
And I'd secretly hum right along
And nothing deterred me
Until a priest heard me in song,
Deep in the halls of Notre Dame.
Then I heard him shouting and my voice died out in fear,
For none of the deacons were to know that I was here.
I fled when he called, up the corridor there
in the side of Notre Dame
A frightened young maid searching madly for somewhere
to hide in Notre Dame
And perhaps it was foolish to do so
For I really had done nothing wrong
But in Mass every week
We're taught girls shouldn’t sp
Precious ThingHumans forgot many things. It was one of the reasons they were so fun to play with. Move their car keys, take a sock from the laundry, misplace a bill, and step back and enjoy. His goblins loved slipping outside the boundaries of his kingdom to sow chaos and he, ever the indulgent ruler, granted them that freedom. He too was amused by humanity's ebb and flow, its ridiculous and petty obsessions.Precious Thing by LiekaBryce
But sometimes humans forgot that which should not be so lightly cast aside. Jareth the Goblin King knew that with painful intimacy.
He had offered her the words, words he had never offered to another before or since. Just fear me. Love me. Do as I say and I will be your slave.
Words were powerful. Words were binding. And had she not obeyed him with blind devotion?
In those final moments slipping by on the clock, had she not felt the terror of losing her brother to him? The temptation of staying with him, lost in the fantasy world she did not yet know she craved?
She believed she had won.
I'm 15 years old, I live in denmark, and I cant draw, but I'm told I make good stories so here I am.|
To those who wonder then no my real name isn't Katja, but it's the name I prefer.