A young lady named Lydia walked into a pawn shop one day. Only to find a load of boxes stacked like a pyramid. Then she looked at the very top of the stacked boxes, and had seen a very small purple box. She reach up to grab it like it was calling her. She looked inside ,and saw a beautiful red and blue Crystal necklace. She felt like she couldn't live with out it. Like it had great power.…
THERE IS A LEGEND There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree, and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing among the savage branches, it impales itself upon the longest, sharpest spine. And, dying, it rises above its own agony to outcarol the lark and the nightingale. One superlative song, existence the price. But the whole world stills to listen, and God in His heaven smiles. For the best is only bought at the cost of great pain.... Or so says the legend.…
Đc tách từ oc plot do bển dài quá rùi , Chuyện viết vs mục đích tự thoả mãn cá N hân, ko có nhu cầu danh vọng vụ lợi. tốm gọn lại viết fic h xả đam mê nhu cầu , char trong fic chủ yếu là oc của m.…