by MagicGirl_Helia » Mon Feb 13, 2012 6:53 am
Allie looked at amanda. "You're right. Its like they've been watching us. What if they've been here the whole time, and we never noticed." allie thought for a moment. "What if they were just waiting for us to find each other so that we'd all be in the same place, right where they wanted us ?"
"And wouldn't it be nice to live together,
In the kind of world where we belong..."
They were never scared
of the kids who might die,
or the empty spaces
they would leave behind.
"They were afraid of us
The ones who lived."
"It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they'll use
to tell our story."
“I used to dream
about turning back time,
about reclaiming
the things I'd lost
and the person I used to be.
But not anymore.”