sit back now young ones while I tell te the story of the first Saviours.
The Saviours are a long and old race reaching back as far as the dawn of time they behold powers beyond our imagination. They can give life ,they can make te happy,sad o whatever they wish but most of all they hold the powers of truth, light and life. For years they have been fighting of the men of evil, called demons, and they have been winning but only just. The demons though they are biding their time waiting for their chance to shine and rule, the demons are stronger than any Saviour the powers they contain in their souls are lies, sin, death, dark and disaster.Butt the power that both the demons and Saviours share is the power of writing, te see kids whatever they write comes true.
And the story I'm about to tell te happened years and years ago. When the Saviours where still winning, and our 2 Saviours are called Sir Arthur of Camelot and a simple peasant Stan Masterson.
They were the leaders of The Saviours at that time, yet they were not the most powerful of the Saviours, that titolo fell on the shoulders of a simple 12 anno old thief who sadly had no name and no parents.
His family were the Saviours. Yet at sometime it seemed they discovered he was stronger than any of them.But sadly he had been taken da the demons and no man dared ventured into the lands of the dead to take him back to our world. So sadly the boy is dying in the land of the dead and his story ends there.
But we still have a story to tell boy is it a doozy so go now young ones and have some Cibo and rest before the successivo part comes out.
well I hope te enjoy it so if its a bit boring now for te trust me it gets better so thats me done for that now bye
The Saviours are a long and old race reaching back as far as the dawn of time they behold powers beyond our imagination. They can give life ,they can make te happy,sad o whatever they wish but most of all they hold the powers of truth, light and life. For years they have been fighting of the men of evil, called demons, and they have been winning but only just. The demons though they are biding their time waiting for their chance to shine and rule, the demons are stronger than any Saviour the powers they contain in their souls are lies, sin, death, dark and disaster.Butt the power that both the demons and Saviours share is the power of writing, te see kids whatever they write comes true.
And the story I'm about to tell te happened years and years ago. When the Saviours where still winning, and our 2 Saviours are called Sir Arthur of Camelot and a simple peasant Stan Masterson.
They were the leaders of The Saviours at that time, yet they were not the most powerful of the Saviours, that titolo fell on the shoulders of a simple 12 anno old thief who sadly had no name and no parents.
His family were the Saviours. Yet at sometime it seemed they discovered he was stronger than any of them.But sadly he had been taken da the demons and no man dared ventured into the lands of the dead to take him back to our world. So sadly the boy is dying in the land of the dead and his story ends there.
But we still have a story to tell boy is it a doozy so go now young ones and have some Cibo and rest before the successivo part comes out.
well I hope te enjoy it so if its a bit boring now for te trust me it gets better so thats me done for that now bye
Memories,
Confusion,
So many thoughts,
The end is near,
The darkness coming,
Now its here,
The mostra is over,
The lights are off,
We now say goodnight,
Goodbye,
As we begin 2 open the new chapter
It hurts at first,
Will the changes be extreme?
Please, just tell me,
This was only a dream,
I want to go back,
To relive this again,
This high point in life,
It can't end.
The stage lights dimmed,
The leaving spoke,
With happy faces on,
But tears in their eyes,
This mostra is over,
Now go home.
Confusion,
So many thoughts,
The end is near,
The darkness coming,
Now its here,
The mostra is over,
The lights are off,
We now say goodnight,
Goodbye,
As we begin 2 open the new chapter
It hurts at first,
Will the changes be extreme?
Please, just tell me,
This was only a dream,
I want to go back,
To relive this again,
This high point in life,
It can't end.
The stage lights dimmed,
The leaving spoke,
With happy faces on,
But tears in their eyes,
This mostra is over,
Now go home.
Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly away from the dead man. I headed in the direction of a old hotel. "It's around here somewhere" I quitley said. I walked for 4 miles until i reached the hotel. Carefully and quitley I pushed the door open. "Hello? Is anyone there?" I detto asking the darkness. I heard a soft moan, then a sob. It grew louder and louder. It sounded like it was a little girl. I turned on my flashlight and stepped in. "Hello?" I asked once agian. In the corner I could faintly see a figure crouching over and sobbing continuesly. I walked up to what appered to be a girl. I rested my hand on her back. "It's gonna be okay" I ressured her. She let out a low scratchy growl. Then as fast as lighting I was on the ground starring at something Imbossible.
I walked quickly away from the dead man. I headed in the direction of a old hotel. "It's around here somewhere" I quitley said. I walked for 4 miles until i reached the hotel. Carefully and quitley I pushed the door open. "Hello? Is anyone there?" I detto asking the darkness. I heard a soft moan, then a sob. It grew louder and louder. It sounded like it was a little girl. I turned on my flashlight and stepped in. "Hello?" I asked once agian. In the corner I could faintly see a figure crouching over and sobbing continuesly. I walked up to what appered to be a girl. I rested my hand on her back. "It's gonna be okay" I ressured her. She let out a low scratchy growl. Then as fast as lighting I was on the ground starring at something Imbossible.
Ok I was REALLY bored this time so I drew ANOTHER picture of Danny. It took me forever and it STILL sucks.
