#Listen to Our Way Out by Nico Collins please

[mimicha-arts]

Take my hand and don't you let it go now We'll find our way out

[codexxgigas]

Nobody asked but imma do this anyways 😘😘😘

Rules: spell out your url with song titles, then tag as many people as there are letters in your url

Bro my url long af so ur in for a treat ehehhe

The butterfly effect - Before you exit

Hikikomori - Bang Yongguk

Excuse me miss - SHINee

Distorted light beam - Bastille

Epiphany - BTS

Pansy - Taemin

Area - SHINee

Regular - NCT127

Tear - BTS

Mmmh - Kai

Enjoy it while it lasts - Mikko Joensuu

Not today - BTS

This bitter Earth - Dinah Washington

Our way out - Nico Collins

Fireworks (I'm the one) - ATEEZ

Morrow - 070 shake

Your song - Elton John

Simon says - NCT127

Ta fête - Stromae

Exclusive - Taemin

Roller coaster - Danny Vera

I wish I was the Moon - Ewan J Phillips

Elevator - Jonghyun

Strings - Taemin

I tag: @surnumanaja @foreverravenclaw @isthisabattleship @popsidenote @chordassinationtechnique and anyone else who just feels like doing this cause its fun! Please tag me so i can see your music im always looking for new stuff to listen to 😘

[protectorsofthewood]

Abby and Wendy

Episode 29 PLEASE HELP US!

Illustration by Carlos Uribe As Abby arrived on her bicycle a crowd was milling around the sidewalk in front of the churchyard gate. Police officer Harley and Phoebe, Sulay, and Nico were blocking the entrance. Abby was almost at the sidewalk when people recognized her. Microphones and questions immediately surrounded her.  “Will you be giving the sermon in church tomorrow? Have the bishop and Reverend Tuck approved the views expressed in your interview? Why have you chosen the Evansville Record and journalist Sara Williams as your only contact in the media world?” Abby kept her mouth shut, but suddenly she had an idea. “Sara is not my only contact,” she said. “Let me introduce Sulay and Nico. As you’ll notice, they’ve been taking photos as we stand here, and they may publish them in tomorrow’s news. So I suggest that we all treat each other with respect, since the public will see how we behave. I hope you haven’t been giving Officer Harley here a difficult time.” “Okay so far,” said the easy-going policeman. “Do you mean these kids?” asked a tall young reporter. “Did they take the video in the hailstorm? I’ll interview them.” Abby put her finger across her lips and Sulay and Nico remained silent, still taking pictures. Soon everyone was taking pictures of everyone else. Abby took advantage of the extra space to bring her bike up to the gate. Nico opened it, and she slipped through. Two reporters tried to follow, but Officer Harley blocked the way. Abby requested that Sulay, Phoebe, and Nico be allowed to follow her, and he let them pass. One older, quiet reporter asked, “Can I have one question? I’m not your enemy, you know.” There was something in his voice that Abby found irresistible, and she turned back to listen. “I’m Barry Lipton, and this is Zoe Collins. We’re from the River City News.” They leaned on the fence to come closer to her. The cameras clicked. “Okay, one question," Abby told him. "Thanks for being so polite.” Zoe, a young woman in her mid-twenties, leaned over a bit more and said, “We’re really interested in what you’re doing, but we don’t understand it. Can you help us report this story accurately? I know some people take a negative attitude and twist events to look bad, but it won’t help you to avoid even sympathetic reporters.” Abby came closer and said, “Right now I’m just trying to make a living, but it’s very hard under these circumstances. If everyone would be nicer I’d be happy to talk.” “Please,” Zoe said, “take this opportunity to say whatever you like.” “I’m not even twenty years old yet. I need to work to live. But I also want to have some influence in this world. I want to work with people to make things better. Let me ask you, does your world look dangerous, fragile, basically in a lot of trouble these days?” “Yes, absolutely, we can’t agree more. But what kinds of things are you doing, what do you recommend?” “I tried to begin talking about that in the Evansville Record interview. We want to help the church change with the time, involve young people, raise money, talk in an honest way about climate change. But these things are hard to do without dealing with the way we see the world, our purpose here, our attitudes toward the earth and the future and each other. Are the earth and our life here basically good? Is it our responsibility to pass on a bright future to the next generation? Do we care how we treat our home and the millions of life forms that live here too? Is the earth holy, sacred, or is everything sacred only somewhere else? Are we part of a larger purpose that we can understand and talk about? These questions have to be raised if we are to heal the terrible wounds and fears and destructive behavior in our world today. I know this sounds trite, maybe too obvious to be interesting… “No, no,” Zoe replied. “It’s very interesting. Sara Williams promised her audience another interview with you. Could you allow Barry and I to be there and represent River City and the questions of our public?” “I’d have to think about it. I’m not absolutely sure I’ll do another interview, but I’d be happy to take your card and get back to you.” About a dozen hands suddenly reached out with cards, and Abby took them all. “I’ll do my best to set something up. My friends and I don’t mean to favor anyone, but you can understand, we’ve been through some very frightening experiences. We all want to be treated with respect, not viewed as devils. Please help us!”