by MagicGirl_Helia » Sat Apr 07, 2012 8:43 am
Bree smiled and blushed lightly. "Thank you mike." she said with a smile. "You look amazing yourself." she said. She noticed a couple of the other royals looking at them, but she didn't care. Prince Daniel came over. "Sorry to interupt, but may I have this dance ?" he asked, holding his hand out to bree.
"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.”