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Booksie Address:	http://www.booksie.com/AquaBlue
Country:	Lebanon
Favorite book:	STUFF:D:D
Member Since:	Dec 18, 2009

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...Falls

Novel by AquaBlue
Posted: May 4, 2010
Sir John the rightful king of the lands faces his distiny...
Tags:love, death, war, king, tragedy, throne

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...Falls

Novel by AquaBlue
Posted: May 4, 2010
Sir John the rightful king of the lands faces his distiny...

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Welcome to my site! I don't have any news at the moment. Stay tuned.

- AquaBlue

... Hehe... This is strange... *clears throat nervously*... So this is supposed to be about me... Let's start with basics? No not the name... though it's a basic... Anyhows... Let me start again.

Hell-o cyber peoples. I'm pretty sure everyone knows why I am here... so let's skip the 'Writing is my passion', bleh. So obviously I love reading, as much as running in fact. Those are two things I can't live without...

If you're still in the dark, let me enlighten you, I'm a girl. Haven't got my driving license yet, though I'm over the legal age in most of the countries on Earth... That's a yes, I'm sixteen... For those who are wondering, I'm not a native speaker of english language. *shrugs* It's up to you to judge whether I'm good or not.

And FYI, I'm not a big fan of romance... Though I don't mind reading them... As long as they're NOT the corny kind... If they were, please spare me and don't leave a comment... Otherwise, I read everything, from fantasy to horror... Oh and also, twilight fanfiction Is Not Gonna Be Read.

I think that's all you should know*grins*... Oh and WELCOME to MY PAGE! Here's a poem I always loved...

Around the corner, By: Charles Hanson Towne.

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.

And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.

And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.

"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him",
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.

Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today."
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.