by Alorty » Sun Mar 04, 2012 9:47 am
[[Okay, I'll get started on his profile ^^]]
Niklaus nodded once. "Makes sense," he said with a small shrug. He followed the gryphon's glare to the kids who were playing. "Ever thought having little gryphon babies?" He asked with a goofy grin worn. "Y'know, to keep your legacy going?"
Kyle hadn't been asleep for long before the remedy kicked in. The memory was foggy and unclear, but it was still intact.
He and his twin sister had fallen into this other dimension. He looked around frantically in the darkness, trying to find the young girl. He heard her cough. "Maiya!" He scrambled towards her, freezing when a loud sound echoed throughout the field. "Wh-What is...?" His eyes widened when he saw the beast. It was at least seven feet tall, with eyes as red as frozen cranberries. It loomed over his sister as she sat up. "M-Maiya!" He choked out. The young girl looked at him, her light brown eyes blinking in curiosity. "Where are--" She couldn't finished the sentence, for the beast had grabbed her. Her dark brown hair fell out of the loose ponytail as she was lifted, her screams piercing the otherwise calm night. "MAIYA!" Kyle finally found the will to move his feet, tears threatening to fall as he ran towards the beast. "Let her go!" "Kyle!" The young girl screamed, reaching out to him as the beast took her away. As with any dream, it seemed as if Kyle moved nowhere, only sinking into that deep darkness.
Kyle awoke with a start, sweat beading on his brow. "It was her... In the market...." He whispered, trying to regain his breathing.
If this final breath could somehow save this world
I'd breathe my last sigh and close my tired eyes
And all the ones we lost, we'd find again
In this beautiful world we've wished for.
But the world grows darker...
We can't recover...
This narrow cage that we depend on slowly crumbles...
Is this the end we cannot mend?
We're slowly dying...
If we're here, even with fear,
We must keep fighting... Will I stay where it's safe and sound?
Or will I fight 'till I hit the ground?
Inside this bitter cage,
all the flowers wilt down in the crimson sky.
Take my hand, will we run or stay
In this world, full of cruelty?
Will we take arms,
With the hopes to see the sun again?
We pray...
Do we lack the strength to fight?
Have we lost the will to fly?