by MagicGirl_Helia » Tue Feb 28, 2012 4:32 pm
Allie instantly woke up when she heard her scream. "Liana !" she called. She got up off her bed and went to sit on lianas bed. "It was just a dream." she said quietly.
"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.”