Promises- Chapter One
I woke up to a bright yellow, orange light. It was blinding to see as it crackled and snapped, as if He were mad at me.
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I woke up to a bright yellow, orange light. It was blinding to see as it crackled and snapped, as if He were mad at me.
This is something I wrote from long, long time ago, while I was a high school student, doing a assignment for one of English class.
#Nightdwellers My eyes turn black, My mouth grows slack, I raise my hands up high. My ears do ring, Up. My hands fling. My hair begins to fly.
I prepared myself as I entered Vendetta's lair. No matter what she tells you, no matter how horribly she tortures you, you must never give in to her, I thought to myself.
~Lilian~ Blood. Blood everywhere. I can smell it. I can feel it. I can see it. Where's Aaron. I have to find him. Why is everything so red. I ran to a corner and dropped down in despair.
Buried under the earths surface, Pushing up daisies, Under the amber sun lights rays, Reaching one hand through the cold dirt, Feeling the heat tingling pale white skin, Breaking the silver lock...
-I had this saved, unsure if I've posted it before, but I'm proud of this one.- The day was mist and cloud banks, You came to me and cried, You told me you were sorry, and- You never should have...
In the dark stretch of wood a stillness sounds. Leafless trees shake and tremble in the silence. Stagnant air does not draw breath and suffocates the land. Deprived of light the earth bleeds.
The day was mist and cloud banks, You came to me and cried, You told me you were sorry, and- You never should have died.
Ken was uncertain how long he had hung mounted on the wall as a hunter's trophy; perhaps it had been for only minutes, perhaps decades.