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Haunted Part 1
It was a dark and stormy night, and the Dark Lord himself was in his big castle, awaiting to hear the news about his 2 sons. The Dark Lord was sitting on his obsidian throne, on both sides of him was 2 Endermen standing there as guards. The door opens and a Zombie approaches the Dark Lord. "My lord." said the Zombie as he kneeled. "I bring news of you're sons." "Good, tell me everything" said the Dark Lord as he reached for a piece of rotten flesh from a bowl on his left. "You're oldest son is very happy with his current life, he lives in a very big tree house in the middle of a forest, he also goes on many adventures and he even has some pets, one is from you're army his name Jerry and his is a baby slime" said the Zombie. "Does he have any friends?" Asked the Dark Lord. "Yes many" replied the Zombie. "And my youngest?" "Oh do not worry he is also happy, he has many friends, goes on many adventures and also plays these "mini-games"
The Legend of Zelda The Retrun of A Fairy Part 4The Legend of Zelda: The Return of A Fairy
(Play Hyrule Castle Town Music from Twilight Princess or from Ocarina Of Time!)
Link: Finally made it back to hyrule castle.
Link walks though the giant gates and is shocked to find that all of the guards are dead! But wait one is still somewhat alive!
Link: Are yo okay?
Hyrule Castle Guard: We...tried are best *cough*.
Link: What happened?
Hyrule Castle Guard: The Demon King *cough* he came back *cough* *wheeze*.
Link: Where is he?!
Hyrule Castle Guard: He's in *cough* the Kings throne room *cough* *cough* *wheeze* *wheeze*.
The Hyrule Castle Guard dies and drops his sword Link looks at the guard then take the sword. Link's grip on the sword become stronger.
Link: Do know worry you did not die in vain.
Link runs to the kings throne room.
(Play Ganondorf's Theme)
Zelda: Din's Fire!
Demon King: Fool! You can't kill me!
Zelda: Well I can try.
Zelda: Link?! What are you doing here?!
Link: I need your help but first, I'm goin
Let the Sparrows InI.
Blackbirds rest on the power lines,
their silhouettes form the notation
to a dawn song set on the sheet music
of telephone poles contrasted by the sun.
Curled leaves are land mines littered
on the lawn where imprints of twigs
and a nurturing robin's tracks collect.
Branchlets and leaflets stem from
porch step railings and mailboxes;
the numbers read odd on the east,
even on the west side of the asphalt:
The engraved letters on
the siding reads, "Davis."
This house is home to family
so let the sparrows in.
with its branching hallways
furniture rooted to the floor
family, friends, the occasional
out from home.
Let the sparrows in; let
Let the door's
loosen—let the door stand ajar
be let open
the night owls and
let the doves
in pairs in the iridescent
Let the sparrows in.
Framed on either side
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