Aerin Estrella

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Registered: 08/05/2007

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These are videos that I've made myself. AMVs, rather. I hope you enjoy them. smile Feel free to leave YouTube comments on them!

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Angels--for Angel

Love and Emotion: For HappyKali

 

The Basic Details

I am a lady. I stand up for everything I believe in, and I'm a generally a nice person until provoked. I'm a full-fledged adult now, so I'm not on here as much as I once was, but I still pop in from time to time.
I like meeting new people, so feel free to talk to me! I look forward to getting to know you better! =)

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Eragon-12015 Report | 04/27/2017 1:48 pm
Eragon-12015
Coucou!

I have to share pictures with you of my travels (FLORENCE emotion_bigheart , I still haven't organized them yet User Image), but I wanted to check in to see how you're doing! =D
Eragon-12015 Report | 04/14/2017 10:39 pm
Eragon-12015
Sorry about yesterday, I wasn't able to connect last night! The hostel is beautiful, but connection to the internet is sorely lacking here. I am so sorry!
Eragon-12015 Report | 04/14/2017 10:26 am
Eragon-12015
Hey! Just wanted to check in with you =)

I'll be eating dinner late, and will be available after 10 (around 4 pm your time). Let me know if you're free! I'll only be available for about 2 hours. Tomorrw I'll be going down to the city to see Florence! =D
I'm going to warn you though that I have no clue how well it will work out because my signal is weak (currently staying in the most beautiful hostel, converted from a monastery built in 1022!)
I'm able to comment and stuff, but I'm worried there might be lag. We can try and see!
Eragon-12015 Report | 04/13/2017 11:30 am
Eragon-12015
No problem! I was going to send you a reply, but if you saw the staff notice, gaia wasn't accessible in europe! I should be available tomorrow to play if you want! I'll give you more details once I get back to the hostel, commenting and sending messages on mobile is a nightmare!
Eragon-12015 Report | 04/09/2017 11:26 am
Eragon-12015
Update: Around 9 because my housemate took forever in the bathroom.
Eragon-12015 Report | 04/09/2017 10:11 am
Eragon-12015
Hey again!

It's about 7pm my time. I'm going to go make dinner and get a shower.

I should be back around 8:30 my time if you're available to play!
I'll be on for a while after that. Just send me a quick comment or PM!

Hope to see you soon!
Eragon-12015 Report | 04/08/2017 8:25 am
Eragon-12015
Hey! I just wanted to let you know that I plan on being on this evening (my time) if you'd like to get together for some zOMG! =D

Comment or message me!
Wuddlebutt Report | 02/06/2017 12:00 pm
Wuddlebutt
Thanks for buying~
jr2251987 Report | 01/11/2015 1:11 am
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Thanks for buying!
Sakura Kotoni Report | 11/09/2014 8:58 am
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I am stronger than the storm.

 

The Lady of Shalott: Part One by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Part I
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And through the field the road runs by
To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.

Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Through the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four gray walls, and four gray towers,
Overlook a space of flowers,
And the silent isle imbowers
The Lady of Shalott.

By the margin, willow veiled
Slide the heavy barges trailed
By slow horses; and unhailed
The shallop flitteth silken-sailed
Skimming down to Camelot:
But who hath seen her wave her hand?
Or at the casement seen her stand?
Or is she known in all the land,
The Lady of Shalott?

Only reapers, reaping early
In among the bearded barley,
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly,
Down to towered Camelot:
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening, whispers "'Tis the fairy
Lady of Shalott."

Part 2, 3, 4

Part II

There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she,
The Lady of Shalott.

And moving through a mirror clear
That hands before her all the year,
Shadows of the world appear.
There she sees the highway near
Winding down to Camelot:
There the river eddy whirls,
And there the curly village-churls,
And the red cloaks of market girls,
Pass onward from Shalott.

Sometimes a troop of damsels glad,
An abbot on an ambling pad,
Sometimes a curly shepherd-lad,
Or long-haired page in crimson clad,
Goes by to towered Camelot;
And sometimes through the mirror blue
The knights come riding two and two:
She hath no loyal knight and true,
The Lady of Shalott.

But in her web she still delights
To weave the mirror's magic sights,
For often through the silent nights
A funeral, with plumes and lights
And music, went to Camelot:
Or when the moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed;
"I am half sick of shadows," said
The Lady of Shalott.

Part III
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
He rode between the barley-sheaves,
The sun came dazzling through the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir Lancelot.
A red-cross knight for ever kneeled
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.

The gemmy bridle glittered free,
Like to some branch of stars we see
Hung in the golden Galaxy.
The bridle bells rang merrily
As he rode down to Camelot:
And from his blazoned baldric slung
A mighty silver bugle hung,
And as he rode his armour rung,
Beside remote Shalott.

All in the blue unclouded weather
Thick-jewelled shone the saddle-leather,
The helmet and the helmet-feather
Burned like one burning flame together,
As he rode down to Camelot.
As often through the purple night,
Below the starry clusters bright,
Some bearded meteor, trailing light,
Moves over still Shalott.

His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;
On burnished hooves his war-horse trode;
From underneath his helmet flowed
His coal-black curls as on he rode,
As he rode down to Camelot.
From the bank and from the river
He flashed into the crystal mirror,
"Tirra lira," by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.

She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces through the room,
She saw the water-lily bloom,
She saw the helmet and the plume,
She looked down to Camelot.
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror cracked from side to side;
"The curse is come upon me," cried
The Lady of Shalott.

Part IV
In the stormy east-wind straining,
The pale yellow woods were waning,
The broad stream in his banks complaining,
Heavily the low sky raining
Over towered Camelot;
Down she came and found a boat
Beneath a willow left afloat,
And round about the prow she wrote
The Lady of Shalott.

And down the river's dim expanse
Like some bold seer in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance —
With a glassy countenance
Did she look to Camelot.
And at the closing of the day
She loosed the chain, and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
The Lady of Shalott.

Lying, robed in snowy white
That loosely flew to left and right —
The leaves upon her falling light —
Through the noises of the night
She floated down to Camelot:
And as the boat-head wound along
The willowy hills and fields among,
They heard her singing her last song,
The Lady of Shalott.

Heard a carol, mournful, holy,
Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,
Till her blood was frozen slowly,
And her eyes were darkened wholly,
Turned to towered Camelot.
For ere she reached upon the tide
The first house by the water-side,
Singing in her song she died,
The Lady of Shalott.

Under tower and balcony,
By garden-wall and gallery,
A gleaming shape she floated by,
Dead-pale between the houses high,
Silent into Camelot.
Out upon the wharfs they came,
Knight and burgher, lord and dame,
And round the prow they read her name,
The Lady of Shalott.

Who is this? and what is here?
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer;
And they crossed themselves for fear,
All the knights at Camelot:
But Lancelot mused a little space;
He said, "She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott."
 
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May God bless you and keep you through every day of your life.