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Short story By: abyskaria

Tags: Love, Peace, Joy, Hope

This is a day when the corridor of a vibrant world opens up before firelands and dreams of the age of trumphs, greatest of them from the books of king. :)

Submitted:Dec 16, 2014    Reads: 84    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

The fellowworker of the bond treaty made a unique symbolism last day before the entry to the palace. Everyone only heard Air Bus just made the hardest fate yesterdays. Those who were brought up significantly made own shores. In the test of fire where a burning eyelid face the skies and devons below the plank of a stone made such a landmark that everything ended so quickly. What has ended has not so often be like this? Yet David, the warrior, never asked for the princess. Had he taken a missiom with no other location like my symbol of humanity, this price wouldnt have paid for a hero and the commitment of a segment? The journey was comissioned last year and reach was kept comming back after a visit. The father gifted him with all tribunal and like those never was a day where significance could be earned within limited period. In those days, it was the highest honor. What have you made fortunes like never before?, was the question asked by the parent. Yesterday I earned nothing more for heavy load. I struggled and cooperated with commitment. Today I knew before time and space whenever we like to be ahead we should be the clay and control over the oil. It is this oil who has the control and none cant just sell this utmost. The best gravity of the equation would be substantial. A stranger like always travelled into the roof above with sundials through the sharp wings. Here the mask from the princess courtyard followed David. He never stood one alone in her wedlock. There is a ultimate commitment that stood one reason why humans are made belonging towards civilisation. Yet few have a different destiny. Makers of thislink, few days backwrote this geniunessover the rest :-"Life gifted in everyone a new shore of living. In midst of communion, I would noteskills that meet talented destiny is a fortune. This is a harvest when we share with aquaintanance thebest possible initiativesin time and space Almighty graceously has been commited. A stranger whispered in theears of the warrior their quest made real andspacious.Behind her mask, valued the destiny no man had ever been or everwill be. An account into her final agreement is likehalf ofthis inquiry in vault.Amighty created uswith clay in the class one. When we needed a life he shared some of his divinty called as the supreme control over oil and gifted us with mate. The next day he steped upon destiny, hardly he noticed living options. Over along the footsteps there needed what exactly howsoever be met unless everything know where to live. This gave them options why we live ourfootprints in one own space and explore our rights legistimately and vulnerably. There is a law below the oceans and why for any limits below its roofs. A compromiseof this step prints wouldsay that these few are among his words. Having the right near onehome made a destiny for prosperity under unique roof. Young traveller by their midst learns why formidable cannot leave the land. In materialistic dreams sometimes the rinse of strategy is evolved in the midst of few takers that land uniquely for positioning the next step of pre occupation. Where do we go after into one step when your journey was abundant in time amd space? Now do you see the mercy that God has shown you. Years struggled yet the balance of wheel not imprissioned in any hands. The control of oil never ends in the struggle.We start a journey. From the depth of ocean towards ends of race, we welcome all productive vision. Our mission reasons that real world could be so heavy spilled. Evolution had an insight so we are here. We here belong to borderless roof seperating destiny and real human worth calling global citizens. Each one has a contribution. Tomorrow this knowledge imprint could be awakened before birth. We will soon see ourself truly flying cards in this life called outer space."David knew that his missionary back home was formidable. His words for the heaven on earth gave him the venture of battles. No transparency was their right. No lightening gift is their reach. A mission few roles brave enough for the commitment ever born in perfection stood the human goal of optimisum was the new role of the venturer. Days ended in this quest. One night he asked his son solomon, "do you remember your home?" Yes, I do father, came the reply. "How does this look like?",always remember these words for where you look like in steps of human endurance. We fought all this battle for your home. Now this is upto your sake. :)


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