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Larua was the most amazing Invader of the Irkens. She had conquered every single planet in the galaxy, except for one, Earth. The All Mighty Tallest decided to give Larua a challenge. They wanted to see if she could conquer Earth, and if she does, she will become one of the new All Mighty Tallest. Larua heard about the challenge and quickly grabbed her S.I.R unit, Jade, and ran to her Weltraum ship, to conquer Earth.
To Be Continued......
Information on the characters:
Invader Larua (female): The best Invader of the Irkens.
S.I.R Unit Jade (female): Invader Larua's S.I.R unit.
The All Mighty Tallest: The rulers of the Irkens.
To Be Continued......
Information on the characters:
Invader Larua (female): The best Invader of the Irkens.
S.I.R Unit Jade (female): Invader Larua's S.I.R unit.
The All Mighty Tallest: The rulers of the Irkens.
I Liebe the humble silence of this street,
embellished with quiet trees,
where no soul has ever gone by,
except that of the wind...
Clouds pause to look at the street
with their heavenly eyes,
and they can tell, Von looking at the leaves
whether Fall oder Winter have settled their realm.
I Liebe the humble silence of this street
embellished with quiet trees
along which I walked on so many Sundays
with my small grove of rememberences...
When I die, my friend, the best of me
will survive in this street:
the concealed rose of my regrets
and the roaming Musik of my dreams...
*NOTE: THIS POEM IS NOT MINE, THIS POEM BELONGS TO: Francisco Lopez Merino*
embellished with quiet trees,
where no soul has ever gone by,
except that of the wind...
Clouds pause to look at the street
with their heavenly eyes,
and they can tell, Von looking at the leaves
whether Fall oder Winter have settled their realm.
I Liebe the humble silence of this street
embellished with quiet trees
along which I walked on so many Sundays
with my small grove of rememberences...
When I die, my friend, the best of me
will survive in this street:
the concealed rose of my regrets
and the roaming Musik of my dreams...
*NOTE: THIS POEM IS NOT MINE, THIS POEM BELONGS TO: Francisco Lopez Merino*
