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Treasure Planet II Chapter 24"Well! okay?" pirate laughed, and then his team.
He opened the locks on both cages and held hands two guys.
He again brought them into this huge hall.
"Now you know all about Jim. Remaining desire to communicate with her?"
"Once more," he said through clenched teeth
"Oh, how impudent! Oh well, not up to you, you forgive me .... Mary! Bring her here!"
Pirates took the girl by the hair and brought closer to the captain.
"I. .. think about what you said on the ship ... I have decided to forgive you!"
"Forgive? What you for?"
"Chchchchchch! Calm down, calm, I decided."
"I don't care!"
"Do not you want to save lives?"
Then pirates ruthlessly took Jim's hand, put in a very uncomfortable position, face down!
"Noooo! Do not touch him!"
Pirate tenderly watched her suffering.
"Well, it is good! What's the deal? SAY, ??I'll do anything!"
"No!" Jim said, but Mary was not listening
"Say, I'll do anything!" she cried
Pirate made ??very small gesture, and pirates face lifted Jim.
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"No!" she said
"What, do not like it, yes!" continued to mock pirate "Oh, my God, who we have here," a pirate took Jim's shirt and raised his hand just above himself (Jim was already connected) "Not really a famous James Hawkins, Treasure Hunter"
"Let her go," Jim said, his teeth
"Oh, what we daring" pirate laughed, "You know who she is? She's my daughter, if not yet understood, not just DAUGHTER pirates," he paused for a moment with a surprised face, and then there came his sly smile "you do not know, right? She did not tell you. Decided to hide it. ha-ha-ha! "
Pirate Jim dropped to the ground, but still firmly held.
"Well, I will give her the opportunity. Ability to speak."
Mary looked at her father already not so, her eyes were full of a sense of duty, shame, bewilderment and frustration in itself.
Pirate released Jim , but the other was captured. Then captured and Mary. And taken to a cell. More precisely, in two cells. They were very close to each o
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Jim flew to Nobul. He put cards in the hand and took hold of the steering wheel. He flew around the planet, examining it closely, and saw the light from one cave. He flew closer and heard some voices. He jumped off the boat, and went quietly to the voice of strangers. Tunnels was dark, but go not hit the wall it was possible. Then Jim came to the end of the tunnel and saw Mary, the captain, standing in front of her, and a bunch of dirty pirates and strange. First, Jim calmly walked into the light, looking away, but then stopped looking forward with the crazy eyes, stood and quietly tried to go back, he hid behind a wall, but then he saw something like a cave even less, but because it would be very convenient watch everything happening. He got there. He lay down and began to listen and watch.
Mary was on her knees, and frowned angrily looked at her father. He stood before her.
"Well, my dear, nobody expected that you run away, betray us," said with an expression he
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For all these Morph watched, he saw that Silver flies away, and without him, so immediately flew to Captain Amelia and Dr. Delbort.Morph quickly flew up to them and started trying to say something.
"What happened to Morph?" asked Doc, after Morph tugged at his ear.
"I think he wants to say something," came the captain.
Morph began to show variety shapes, thus saying that Jim departed, he is in danger, and Silver went after him, but they do not understand.
"I have always been bad with the solving of charades," said Delbort.
Morph sighed, but continued to do so.
Meanwhile, Mary was held captive by pirates. She was not afraid of them, she kept twitching, trying to beat them, or run away, but nothing came of it. Finally a ship arrived with them to some strange planet, the girl's face all the time was frowning. Approaching the planet from the spacecraft began to put out the mechanisms which put the ships easily and pleasantly on the water. The ship swam to a cave, one o
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Evening. Jim was standing a side of the ship and gazed thoughtfully into space. Silver was passing by and thought as if to support him. Finally he walked over to him and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Listen, Jim ..." tried to speak with him an old cyborg
Jim jerked his shoulder. Silver was surprised.
"Take it easy, lad!" said Silver
"What!" turned sharply to him, Jim "Take it easy! Do you realize what happened? She as killed!"
"But she will muddle through, is strong ..." said John
"No, she will not, I must do something ...!"
"You must not!"
"No, I must!"
"Why, lad, why?!"
"What's the Hell, I love her!"
Jim looked at him in such a piercing gaze, and Silver was surprised. Then Jim turned away and continued to look into space. Silver looked to the side, then on the floor, then to Jim.
"I understand how you feel, Jim, I have felt so" said Silver.
Jim turned and looked at him.
"Really. But then I lost a lot."
"I don't care," said Jim rudely, "I'll do my best to save her an
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Jim heard that someone is running, turned around and rolled his head:
- Well, I said! Sit there! Mary!
- You see, I'm busy!
Jim gave her a gun.
-You know how to use it?
- Yeah! Experience is!
- What? What other experiences?
Mary turned sharply and stopped, loaded the gun and began firing into a pirate, who chased after her:
But the pirate did not think of giving up, he wriggled, but when the girl still got it in his heart, he fell a couple of seconds, then got up and rushed her to run away as if nothing had happened.
-What the hell you are!
She ran on, reloading the gun.
-Jiiiiiiiim! It does not work!
- Run here!
-I have an idea better!
Mary saw a rope hanging in front of her, grabbed it, made ??a circle and behind to back hit the pirate kicked! Then he jumped.
- Huh, not bad for the first time.
But there it was! From behind a very sharply and suddenly grabbed her very fat pirate. He immediately struck up her mouth with a handkerchief and
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- Ah! Pirates!
-What! Can't be!
- Quickly to places! - shouted the captain
To her held up a chest with the weapon. She began taking it in her arms and throwing her team members. All caught all the first time. The battle began.
-Delbort! By the gun!
The doctor ran to the gun, awkwardly sat in it and cried:
- For Science!
Then, without understanding, he looked at the unknown buttons, frowned, and began to shoot by clicking on the horrible. The captain deftly jumped from the bridge and pulled her sword out of its sheath and began to fight.
-Give us a girl!
-I want to save you! I must go to them!
Mary looked at him.
-You sit here and, hear, go nowhere, will not go away!
-I said don't move.
The girl looked at him with a frown, and then at him and smiled. Jim also smiled. Mary sighed, and looked him straight in the eye. Jim shook his head slightly, looking at this all down, and dramatically kissed her left ch
Treasure Planet II Chapter Seventeen
Here, Jim awoke in a cold sweat, suddenly jumped up slightly. He caught his breath a little from this horrible dream. Outside was dark night. Jim turned his head to the right, and immediately smiled. Mary slept quietly, turning her back on him. Mary slept quietly, turning her back on him. Jim got up and walked over to her:
- Hey, wake up!
She turned slightly:
And she turned back. Jim frowned slightly at first, and then, unexpectedly to her, picked her up.
-What are you doing? - sleepily she said.
-If you don't want to go myself, I'll carry you.
She rested her head on Jim's shoulder and closed her eyes. Jim has blossomed into a smile, even laugh wanted, but cleared his throat and made ??a serious expression on his face.
Jim stood quietly with her for the most comprehensive and high mast with the help of solar surfing. Jim put her right. Then he shouted to her:
-Open up your eyes! Hurry!
She lazily opened her eyelids, and have not regretted it. Her face liter
Anyway - MeetMeet
It was raining. Keith was standing right under the window and shouted Meryl:
- How don't ya understand! Now I do everything! Anything!
She stood in her room by the window and listened to it all. She wanted to forgive him, but she did not know whether it is right. But our story does not begin with this rainy evening. It started about three months ago, on a warm sunny spring day on the street.
As you understand, it was spring. Meryl sat on the grass beside the road, this little fenced-clearing and a low stone wall. She lay down on it and admired the sunset. Around her lay something. It was a skateboard. She tried to learn to skate on it. But it nothing happened, and she sat down to rest.
Keith just was walking, just like always. He liked to walk around spring evenings.Then he paused for a moment and saw the silhouette of a female near the fence. He walked silently and boldly sat down beside her. He saw around her skate and ask:
At first she was embarrassed.
- No. I'm just le
Art Needs YouA scene can be painted with words as well as brush strokes. The words are like the colors. There tone, the specific word, can change the meaning of a sentence drastically. The page, whether it is a computer page or paper, is the canvas.
It is the blank slate that an artist must put their mark. The idea can be daunting-How am I to fill a space so white? So blank? Then the words-or the paint-begin to flow. The idea was there all along, just waiting to be freed. It may not be what was originally intended, but it is art nonetheless. It doesn’t have to be Da Vinci or Hemingway. It may never reach greatness. However, you created something, no matter how novice, or how professional. Its practice, learning, and heart. You can’t have art without heart.
You pour heart and soul into everything you create. It makes the art come to life. You post it with faith and hope. Faith that you’d done the best you could. Hope that others would like what you worked so hard to create
Time MachinePeople always dream about being able to go back in time,
but what they don't realize is that they can.
Every time you read a story, listen to a record,
or watch an old film, you're time traveling.
So go ahead, pick up a book, listen to a classic tune,
watch a movie, and discover your time machine.
Nothing SpecialOur world is nothing special. It is nothing more than a collection of statistical averages. What we once believed to be the centre of the universe and all creation, is in fact, just one planet of many, orbiting one star of many, in a galaxy of many. And it is not extraordinary.
Earth sits at neither the top, nor the bottom of any scale. It does not have the highest mountains, the deepest canyons, the biggest volcanoes, or the wildest weather. We are neither the hottest, nor the coldest. We cannot even claim to have the most moons.
Even our brother and sister planets are not at the top of their respective scales. Jupiter, whom we once regarded as the benchmark of giants, is not the largest planet out there. Nor is Mercury the hottest. Nor Pluto the coldest. Even our sun, our very own Sol is not the biggest, brightest or hottest thing in the sky. It is an average star, with average planets. It exists in a galaxy, which is, in itself, only average.
And yet, despite this, despite the sheer
Poetry and Photography- A personal quote of mineI capture things with a camera. I let go of things with words. My artistic pursuit is a never-ending story of catch-and-release; I never get to keep my ideas for very long...
I am an artist.“Why do you like drawing so much?”
Drawing allows me to sketch out my ideas on paper. It allows me to zone out of the world - just for a little while - so I can catch my breath.
“I don’t get how you can just sit inside and draw all day.”
I don’t get how you cannot. Drawing is like entering a whole different world to me, sometimes one that I like more than my own. It’s like a new adventure every time I flip to the next page of my drawing book.
“I would much rather be outside doing something.”
That’s what you want, but not me. Maybe this is what I find for pleasure. Creating and shaping my own characters is my activity and I enjoy it, just like you enjoy your outdoor activities.
“I want to get out there and actually make my day worth something, not just sit in front of a piece of paper.”
Maybe some of us don’t like making it big. Maybe some of us enjoy the peace and serenity of drawing. I believe creating a pic
Two waysOnce upon a time, two men, brothers in soul, wondered how to seek the path to wisdom, the older decided to live a hermit in the tallest of the cusp, to live and ponder the meaning of life by himself for some years, but the younger decided to stay in society and the safety of home, disposed of course to seek his own path with the favor of his people and the daily routine.
As the time passed and years changed, the countdown for the meeting was up one day, and both brothers encountered their stories, eldest opened up the conversation:
“During my time in the mountains I had time to ponder and think, the meaning of life and develop my mind, peace and feed my soul, and what did you learn, brother?”
“During my time at home, around my family and people I know, between my problems and my productive life, I learned many things from people, morals and valuable feelings from my mistakes and triumphs, my flaws and talents, I helped many people change just as much as they helped me
EncouragmentOur days are numbered, and ain't that true?
You look on the news and only see whats prophecized in the Book of Revelations, but what can you do?
It's important that we expose people to Christ and his miracles. No, we cannot always influence them to believe, but we can at least tell them about the man of peace.
As for those who do/ who are beginning to realize Christ, try not to look forward to the upcoming days, but to Christ coming back. No matter what trials society tries to give us, no matter the discrimination we will feel, just always take refuge in Christ.
No matter what happens, if you believe Christ with all your heart and you choose to live by his ways, you will have a place in his home.
About what?About what?
Today I rode the subway. I was sitting. At the door stood a young girl. Why she got there? Maybe just was not the place, just maybe did not want to sit and ... who knows? Only she, and maybe she does not know. Why is her head is down? Maybe she's upset, and she was tired, or hurt her ... who knows? Only she said.What was she thinking? Nobody knows, but she. The most amazing thing she did not move for the time of the train. She stood there and did not move, as if she - a statue. Even more surprising was the fact that she was in the hands of a sprig of lilac. White lilacs. Why not? Someone gave her this, she tore it or to give to someone? Who knows? Only she said. All are different and so she is. Who is she? She is ..... me.
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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