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Ancient city


Of the East

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Интересы и увлечения

My hobbies are: reading(am I the only one who reads before going to bed ?), drawing(I am not professinal, but I love it), anime(I saw a lot of anime sand if you ask me anything I can recommend it by genre), k-dramas(I’m new to this), music (I am meloman) and other.

О себе

Hi! My name is Sabrina/ I am 14 years old/ My zodiak sign-capricorn/ I love a lot of things/ I have dreams and goals/I am realist, but romantic to/I am ambivert, melancholic or sanguine/Something between Slytherin and Gryffindor/And it is not end/Arividerchi!•♡

Date of registration: 27/04/21✨

First test: 03/07/21✨

P.s: and finally: •−•−   •−•• ••−− −••• •−•• ••−−   − • −••• •−•−✨ morse.

«The hero would sacrifice you to save the whole world. And the villain would sacrifice the whole world to save you.»


«Feel what you need to feel and then let it go. Do not let consume you.»

“The truest love that ever heart

Felt at its kindled core,

Did through each vein, in quickened start,

The tide of being pour.

Her coming was my hope each day,

Her parting was my pain;

The chance that did her steps delay

Was ice in every vein.

I dreamed it would be nameless bliss,

As I loved, loved to be;

And to this object did I press

As blind as eagerly.

But wide as pathless was the space

That lay our lives between,

And dangerous as the foamy race

Of ocean-surges green.

And haunted as a robber-path

Through wilderness or wood;

For Might and Right, and Woe and Wrath,

Between our spirits stood.

I dangers dared;

I hindrance scorned;

I omens did defy:

Whatever menaced, harassed, warned,

I passed impetuous by.

On sped my rainbow, fast as light;

I flew as in a dream;

For glorious rose upon my sight

That child of Shower and Gleam.

Still bright on clouds of suffering dim

Shines that soft, solemn joy;

Nor care I now, how dense and grim

Disasters gather nigh.

I care not in this moment sweet,

Though all I have rushed o’er

Should come on pinion, strong and fleet,

Proclaiming vengeance sore:

Though haughty

Hate should strike me down,

Right, bar approach to me,

And grinding Might, with furious frown,

Swear endless enmity.

My love has placed her little hand

With noble faith in mine,

And vowed that wedlock’s sacred band

Our nature shall entwine.

My love has sworn, with sealing kiss,

With me to live—to die;

I have at last my nameless bliss.

As I love—loved am I!”



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