This is another paragraph I wrote. I based it off of an Irish song I really like. I put some of the lyrics in it, so just to let you know, some of the writing is from the song and is not my own. Also, I said in the paragraph 'an Irish blessing.' I really don't know if it is or not. I just thought it fit well with the storyline. Hope you enjoy it!!
I stood on a high cliff. A cliff that looked over the Irish sea. I stood staring across the endless waters; searching. Searching for a ship I knew would never return. But I searched anyway. Somewhere deep inside me told me that he may yet be alive, and this would be the day of his return. Day after day I watched and waited. It had been months since my brother’s departure. He had left on a quest to find knew lands. “There’s a dream that will not sleep, Liza,” he told me the day he left. His eyes gazing down at me with a plea to understand. “A burning hope that will not die. So I must go now with the winds, and leave you waiting on the tide.” I looked down at the ground, not wanting him to see the tears in my eyes. “I will return. I promise,” I looked back up and smiled slightly. “Then go,” I told him kindly. “and live your dream. One song, one star burning bright. Let it carry you through darkest night. ” “One song, one star burning bright. Let it carry me through darkest night.” My brother echoed and smiled back. An Irish blessing. He looked across the sea and on the ship that stood waiting for him as he finish it. “Time to fly, time to touch the sky, one bright star in the evening sky, it’s light leads me on me way.” My response was silence. He looked back at me with a sigh. “I’m going to miss you.” He said. “Do you have to go, Will?” I asked. “Yes, Liza. I feel my heart is drawn to the sea. It’s my destiny,” “But how do you know?!” “I just do,” he told me and took hold of my two hands, “Please understand." I nodded. “Come here,” he let go of my hands and held out his arms to me. I fell into them in a sisterly hug. “Goodbye my sister, goodbye,” “Goodbye, Will.” I whispered. The tears streamed down my face and I buried my face in his shoulder. “When the time has come to fly,” I said. “Listen and hear the song that I sing to you.” When the light began to fade, and the shadows fell across the sea, he left me. Rain came over the gray hills, and on the air a soft goodbye. I buried my face in my hands, and let the tears flow through them. Shaking with each sob as I remembered this painful memory. “Come home,” I whispered. “Why, oh why did you have to leave?” The wind gently stirred the grass, and blew my hair into the air. Then suddenly, somewhere in the breezy air, I heard a soft goodbye.
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Celia
4/22/2014 01:46:55 pm
Em, that was awesome!!!!!!!!! I like, um, how you copied off the Irish song. Hee hee! ;) it was sad!!!! I am excited to read more. Keep 'em coming!
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Celia
4/22/2014 01:49:22 pm
I also like your new pictures!! Agnes is pretty! Is she also related to the others?
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Emma
4/23/2014 06:24:24 am
Hey Celia, I saw you other comment on "The Storm."
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Celia
4/24/2014 01:03:51 am
Okay, thanks! I understand now. :-) Btw, I like how your pictures match with paragraph you have. Like the storm coming in for The Storm and the girl looking out over the ocean for The Soft Goodbye.
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Emma
4/24/2014 02:52:49 am
Thanks!
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Celia
4/29/2014 02:42:14 am
Good!! Is the first paragraph the starting of the short story? Like is that the beginning?
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Emma
4/29/2014 10:28:02 am
No, it is not.
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Celia
5/5/2014 02:40:49 am
Okay.
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Dixie
5/27/2014 10:30:33 am
Em are you going to post something some time soon?
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Emma
5/27/2014 11:49:37 pm
I have it almost ready! :D
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Dixie
5/28/2014 06:52:18 am
Good I am excited to read it!!!
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Emma
5/28/2014 08:17:39 am
Finished it and published it!! Hope you like it!! :D
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