|sad, tired eyes, hide the beauty inside.|
PerceptionAll the little things that make us who we are,Perception by Nightcryier
keep them, cherish and embrace it.
Love yourself for being yourself.
True Home: Chapter 2"You can open you eyes now." Mithoris's voice chimed around me, and i opened my eyes, expecting to be standing in my room, with Demoth and Higen still standing there with me. There had been no change that i had noticed. We hadn't moved a little bit, so where else could i be, except my room?True Home: Chapter 2 by Nightcryier
I looked at Mithoris with amusement. He hadn't taken me anywhere at all! And blinked....
This was not my room.
Alien flowers bloomed in shocking colors all around, filling the strange world with a intoxicating fragrance. Trees bloomed with luminous blue leaves, and silvery trunks all around the little clearing they stepped into. Birds far off sang their arrival to the world, singing their joy into the bright day, with all the love and wonderment that a new world could offer.
I looked around for the others, to see if they had made it to this new world as well. They hadn't been holding Mithoris's hand like i was. How could they have gotten to the same place? If they had even moved anywhere at al
True Home: Chapter One."Goodnight dear," mother said, kissing my cheek lightly and tucking me into bed tightly, then turning to the door to leave.True Home: Chapter One. by Nightcryier
The door closed softly behind mom. I pulled the blanket over my head and started to sing; thinking that if I didn't hear them, it would be okay. I was wrong.
It started almost as soon as the door made the soft click of the latch sliding into place. They made themselves known to me then, as always. Little noises, like a shuffling sound by my bed, or the soft fluttering sound by my window.
A shadow passed over my eyes and I whimpered softly.
"Little girl," the chiming voice taunted. "Little girl, won't you look at me?"
"NO! I won't, I won't," my panic making my voice higher than it was. They had never spoken to me before. Not while i was wide awake. Fear made me tremble and clutch the blanket to me all the harder.
A little chuckle sounded right next to my head. That was new too. It scared me. I whimpered and burrowed deeper into my b
The last DayThe sound of bullets hitting the groundThe last Day by Skiritai
And amidst the angry buzz of flying rounds
They continue to fight next to each other
None will leave his brother
A feeling of pain and a hit of great force
The feeling of burning falters ones course
Not enough to stop, he continues to move
As if he has something to prove
A round finds its place with a dull thud
Stopped in mid run, look down to see blood
It seems to take an age to hit the ground
All is slowed, the voices are of dull sound
Writhing in pain, try to yell for help
But all that comes out is a quiet yelp
Now all that is seen is of peace
And all the horror begins to cease
It begins to go black, as life slips away
And all in the world is cherished on this last day
i'm kind clueless when it comes to life. i'm easily amused, and to top that off, i have a short attention span. xD BUT i make a pretty good friend, and loyal family member, no matter how many fights we have. My friends are all great. they help me out so much, even when they don't even know they're helping at all ^.^|
Current Residence: Battle Creek
deviantWEAR sizing preference: ......
Print preference: wat?
Favourite genre of music: country and rock(CAN listen to anything though ^.^)
Favourite photographer: gahhh....whats with these questions?? gaahhh.
Favourite style of art: i refuse to answer any more of these....
Operating System: what is this?
MP3 player of choice: mp4
Shell of choice: ........
Skin of choice: ........
Favourite cartoon character: stewey from Family Guy
Personal Quote: ah, say that again?