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Good night, my friends.Good night, my friends.
By Beth Brownell
Good night for I hear the siren call of my bed.
Her cries of come to bed is heard.
As my eyes grow heavy with the sand from Mr. Sandman.
As he pours them over my eyes, making sure that I am sleepy.
I yawn tiredly as Misha paws at my arm.
Asking me to come to bed.
For she too, is sleepy and wishes to sleep.
I hear my mother walking along the carpet gently calling out.
Misha, time to go to bed.
All I want to do is slip into my warm bed.
Have Misha curl up by my side as we both,
Go to sleep.
Good night my friends, till the sun awakens.
I bid thee a pleasant good night.
Sword art work request.Art request.
I have an object that I need drawn and I do not have the skill to draw it. And yes, I did try and all that came out of it was a big headache. I have the object that I want drawn seen here: http://i1104.photobucket.com/albums/h326/fanfictionaxis/Castle%20and%20scenes%20for%20Warrior%20Princess/Tatyanassword.jpg
Where the Thundercat symbol is, is supposed to be a dark blue gemstone embedded into the sword's blade itself. The sword pretty much looks just like the sword of omens but the blade is made of carbon steel, which is a dark gray color, the hilt itself is wrapped in dark brown leather straps.
If you can help me with this, I'd appreciate it as my skill at drawing swords is quite pathetic.
Book cover request.Please help me with this request.
I have two books that are in need of covers.
One is called The Warrior Princess, if you want to read the story, send me a note, as I have removed it from the net.
I will allow for you to do what comes to your mind as in the image for this story. Thank you if you are able to create a book cover for this story.
The other one is called Attack at Toadega Bay, if you want to read the story, send me a note, as I have removed it from the net.
I mainly want to see a shark attacking a boat or whatever pops in your mind when you read the story. Thank you, if you are able to create a book cover for this story.
If you are able to do this, for either book, please send me a note with the title of the story in the note so I may send you few chapters of the book that you are going to be doing for me.
Thank you very much for reading this request. You will get credit for the images.
By Beth Brownell
As the sun set,
As the church bells toll,
the veil between the realm of the living
And that of the dead grows thin.
The dead walk among the living,
Never caring for the walls, doors,
or the living as they shiver,
unknowing of what walked through them.
They venture to places where they had once
walked to remember the days that they once
As the fog drifts through the graveyards
As the moon is briefly seen,
the tombstones make shadows on the ground
as the lights flicker off and on.
By Beth Brownell
As the sun set
The only light comes from the stars.
Or the light of a flameless torch.
The birds grow silent as
The predators of the night
emerges from their den
to prowl the dark.
The owls hoot loudly in the growing dark
of the forest
The moon rises from behind the snow-capped
mountain peaks shining its light over
the snowy landscape.
The snow glitters like a thousand diamonds
scattered across the ground.
The hand of death.The hand of death.
By Beth Brownell
With each season, we see the changes.
Spring light green growth turns to a darker green of summer.
As summer burns bright, the growth of grass and field
turn from dark green to a golden gold hue
for the harvest season is upon us.
From the golds of harvest, the bitter chill of winter
brings the hand of death as winter
is the season of rest.
Chile Cheese Rice CasseroleChile Cheese Rice Casserole
Janet F. Brownell
1/4 cup butter
1 cup chopped onion
Saute the onion in the butter till the onions are translucent.
In a big bowl combine with the following ingrediants:
4 cups freshly cooked rice
2 cups sour cream
1 cup cream-style cottage cheese
1 large bay leaf, crumbled
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/8 teaspoon pepper
3 4-ounce cans chopped green chiles
2 cups grated Cheddar cheese (save a little to top the casserole)
Once, everything is mixed in throughly, spoon into a 9x13 baking dish or large casserole dish and bake uncovered for 25 minutes at 375*.
Sprinkle with chopped parsley if desired.
This dish serves 8 people.
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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