❝When I behold how time’s great ocean creeps, A constant tide that knows no rest nor stay, It licks the shores where fleeting man e’er sleeps, And pulls the sands of minutes day by day. The waves, like moments, crash on castle walls, Built up by hope on shifting, transient land; They wear the stone, till every structure falls, As castles turn to dust within the hand. Some may seek to build their forts a bit high, And fortify against the water gains, The moon-drawn fate in the relentless sky Ensures no fort from nature’s rule remains. But in this verse, a raft against the flow, My words, not sand, in timeless ink shall grow.❞ - The Endless Tide, by William Kelii Kekaula Forum link: https://scratch.mit.edu/discuss/topic/888917/?page=1#post-9233566 JRPs are always open! Feel free to ask <3
Sonnet Afab Out of all the kits , this one is the smallest with small little legs and peace lilies laying in her chest , her fins round with the Ocean blues in every single corner.. her back tuft reaches nearly to the end of tail .. she seems to look sort of like a seal with that happy little face of hers . Research: n/a JRP w/ @.username (Cat Name) || Sonnet || she/her pronouns || 1 moon || SeaClan Kit || https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1330521414/ || Typing...
