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Sonic secret The sun arose, Making the lake glitter and sparkle. It was a comfortable day. The wind blew lightly and the temperature of day was perfect. A leaf from a nearby tree fell of it's branch and the breeze carried it to a Small Blue house. The small blue house was rather comfy, With a living room, A kitchen, And two rooms it was perfect for a hedgehog living on his own.
The alarm upstairs Beeped loudly and a hand slapped the alarm off. The alarm had been sitting on a small bedside table, And next to that was a twin-sized bed with a figure underneath the covers. The figure let out a groan and slowly propped himself up by putting his elbow on the pillow and resting his head on his hand. He opened his eyes about half-way and blinked a few times. He looked around and noticed that the room seemed to dance around him. He sat up straighter and a headache began to form.
He ignored this and reached for his shoe
Dark wish chp 1Dark Wish:
The Internal Struggle
"I will never give up, I will never die, I will keep myself from harming anyone around you. I promise you that, Amy rose." The words were spoken as if they were freshly new in his mind. It seemed like a distant memory, But the promise he tried to keep fell. When he would think about it he could easily remember the promise he made, But the memory was too distant. The day it consumed him was the day he broke a promise.
Once the darkness within consumes you, It's rare and almost impossible to get out. Hardly anyone could get out of the darkness. You think to yourself "What happened to me...? Why can't I break the grip of this internal struggle?." Just as he would say. The struggle within him made him so dark, And now everyone was against him. He was even against himself. No matter what he tried, Nothing had worked.
The darkness consumed him so quickly. Now it was rare that he would be his old self again. And when he was his old self, He was de
Sonamy new year chp 10 part 1He was a villain so powerful. Powerful like a full blown earthquake or a massive hurricane. Nothing could stop him. Not even i could stop him. I was once a famous hero among this planet but i ruined it years ago. If i wasn't on the run i could stop this new villain, But my chances were bleak and gone.
He disappeared at will with the use of nothing. Some people say it was magic, Some say it was an illusion. I haven't figured out exactly how he did it, For this talent he had was amazing, Even better then my speed. He had other tricks up his sleeve as well, Except these were cruel and harsh. He would appear out of now where, Attack a parent, And kidnap a helpless, Innocent child. Police would search for the missing child and didn't find them for weeks, And when they did, The child was dead. They called this vanishing villain The escapist.
There was snow beneath my feet
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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