| Gemini Cricket |
11-16-2007 12:03 PM |
I plan to die in the arms of a really hot guy. Maybe I'm dying because I took an arrow that was meant for him or something.... He'll beg me not to go and I'll tell him that I will live on in his heart forever. I'll tell him not to cry, that a smile will rush my soul to heaven. He'll tell me that he will die with me and I'll remind him that his service to the kingdom is needed and that his people need a leader like him. We kiss. He'll then put my dead body dressed in armor in a small rowboat filled with flowers. He'll push my rowboat down a rushing river and send my body over the nearby waterfalls. He will mourn me forever and build statues of me all throughout his castle. He will find love again but loses it when he tells him that no one can replace me. He will fight and win fierce battles in my name and wash his battle scarred arms and face in the waters of the waterfall that took me from his side. As an old man, he will live his last days by the shore and at his moment of death, I will escort him to heaven. Our love will be legendary and people will write sonnets, songs and movies about us shown on large 3D Imax theatres around the world.
Wait, what the heck were we talking about?
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