The wind howled at the windows of the orphanage, a small girl sat near it, watching outside as the rain pounded on the weak building, the aged place already having plenty of holes and wearing from years of nature's abuse.
The girl was a petite, faded cerulean blue topo, mouse with hair traveling down her back to her knees with eyes as black as coal, she seemed utterly depressed despite her young age of 7. Her mourning state matched how she dressed for an amateur's funeral, a long black dress that worked like a fontana dress, drenching her in dark satin.
"All must make sacrifices to live, yet the sacrifice is più like a double edged sword, harming both the sacrifice and it's wielder." a squeaky but monotone voice spoke, as the girl held onto a small black paper rose, the only thing left of the person she lost, was her twin sister that looked just like her. She had died due to the orphanage manager's abuse to her as well as her twin.
She had no place to go, o run. No family to hold her and reassure her that everything would be alright o if it was all a dream. o even whisk her away from the living nightmare that was a broken home. She walked out behind the orphanage, where an aged cemetery rested, and placed the paper rose on a small grave, 'Maria Lynn' etched into the marble along with the data of birth, as well as the giorno she died.
1989 - 1996. With the fake fiore set, she had slowly faded away, joining her sister, a mere memory of the past.
The girl was a petite, faded cerulean blue topo, mouse with hair traveling down her back to her knees with eyes as black as coal, she seemed utterly depressed despite her young age of 7. Her mourning state matched how she dressed for an amateur's funeral, a long black dress that worked like a fontana dress, drenching her in dark satin.
"All must make sacrifices to live, yet the sacrifice is più like a double edged sword, harming both the sacrifice and it's wielder." a squeaky but monotone voice spoke, as the girl held onto a small black paper rose, the only thing left of the person she lost, was her twin sister that looked just like her. She had died due to the orphanage manager's abuse to her as well as her twin.
She had no place to go, o run. No family to hold her and reassure her that everything would be alright o if it was all a dream. o even whisk her away from the living nightmare that was a broken home. She walked out behind the orphanage, where an aged cemetery rested, and placed the paper rose on a small grave, 'Maria Lynn' etched into the marble along with the data of birth, as well as the giorno she died.
1989 - 1996. With the fake fiore set, she had slowly faded away, joining her sister, a mere memory of the past.
Evolia Headshot
Fly on the wings of love
Fly baby fly
Reaching the stars above
Touching the sky
In the summer night
When the moon shines bright
Feeling Amore forever
And the heat is on
When the daylight is gone
Still - happy together
There is just one più thing I would like to add
She is the greatest Amore I've ever had
Fly on the wings of love
Fly baby fly
Reaching the stars above
Touching the sky
And as time goes by
There is a lot to try
And I'm feeling lucky ooo yea
In the softest sand
Smiling hand in hand
Amore is all around me
There's just one più thing I would like to add
She is the greatest Amore I've ever had
Fly on the wings of love
Fly baby fly
Reaching the stars above
Touching the sky.
Fly baby fly
Reaching the stars above
Touching the sky
In the summer night
When the moon shines bright
Feeling Amore forever
And the heat is on
When the daylight is gone
Still - happy together
There is just one più thing I would like to add
She is the greatest Amore I've ever had
Fly on the wings of love
Fly baby fly
Reaching the stars above
Touching the sky
And as time goes by
There is a lot to try
And I'm feeling lucky ooo yea
In the softest sand
Smiling hand in hand
Amore is all around me
There's just one più thing I would like to add
She is the greatest Amore I've ever had
Fly on the wings of love
Fly baby fly
Reaching the stars above
Touching the sky.
Blood's Past
Chapter Five
West Returns home
A Week Later...
Miles and Zoey are asleep when there is a knock at the door. Erica walks to the door and opens it "West your home! "Where are the kids?"
"Asleep why"
"I need to tell te something about Miles"
Miles wakes up and went to get a cup of water then he heard the conversation so he started eavesdroping.
"One of the Doctors told me about Miles blood work, he has a trace of chaos power"
"As in chaos smeraldo power?"
"Yes... he has powers others can only dream of"
"Miles, our son, is a living chaos emerald"
"basically, yes i know this is a lot to take in so lets go get some sleep"
Miles hurried into his room and acted like he was sleeping. West walks to Miles room"I know your not sleeping Miles" Miles sits up in his letto "Is it true dad?"
"Yes, te do have special powers son but the domanda is what will te do with them?"
Chapter Five
West Returns home
A Week Later...
Miles and Zoey are asleep when there is a knock at the door. Erica walks to the door and opens it "West your home! "Where are the kids?"
"Asleep why"
"I need to tell te something about Miles"
Miles wakes up and went to get a cup of water then he heard the conversation so he started eavesdroping.
"One of the Doctors told me about Miles blood work, he has a trace of chaos power"
"As in chaos smeraldo power?"
"Yes... he has powers others can only dream of"
"Miles, our son, is a living chaos emerald"
"basically, yes i know this is a lot to take in so lets go get some sleep"
Miles hurried into his room and acted like he was sleeping. West walks to Miles room"I know your not sleeping Miles" Miles sits up in his letto "Is it true dad?"
"Yes, te do have special powers son but the domanda is what will te do with them?"
