yoru-no-anokoku

It was silent. France could feel his heart beating away like a mad thing in his chest and could hear his shallow sketchy breathing as he tried desperately not to hyperventilate, or worse, pass out. Alfred's look of masked horror at Francis' supposed forced kiss had slowly faded away and now the American looked almost sickeningly eager to see his partner's response to the sordid happening that had taken place. France noted that America was clenching his shaking fists up in anticipation and he swallowed back the bile that had risen to his throat. The first sign of life from the Englishman: he laughed. Of all the reactions Francis had been coun

To Save A Princess: In most of the stories, whether old or new It is usually the knight that saves the maiden But reality is never as sweet as that And often the truth gets slightly misshapen But this is a story about the truth; A tale of Pirates who aided the King Though most would credit his honoured knights We know they didn't do a thing... Instead what happened is an epic story For it began on a night when the moon was full The Pirates slipped from their hallowed ship Like wolves cloaked in wool They hid amongst the jagged rocks And called like birds to communicate The soldiers thought they were hearing things Until they b