“Who is he?” asked Bloom. I shook my head. “I don’t know…” I said, “That’s why I screamed. Abby walked over to the boy and felt for a pulse. She nodded her head and looked back at me. “He’s alive,” she said, “Just unconscious.” I nodded. “What do Du propose we do with him?” Abby asked me. I looked at her then over at Bloom. Bloom was looking hopefully at the boy, silently wishing he would be okay. “Take him up to one of the guest bedrooms.” I sagte without thinking. Abby nodded and grabbed the boy, caressing him in her arms. “As Du wish, Milady.” She walked up the stairs with him, cautiously. I saw Bloom follow her with great interest. She was very interested in this boy, and for a reason I did not know. Seeing as there was nothing else to do, I followed as well. That boy was very cute in a childish way, even though he was not a child. I would say he was about fourteen at the most. I couldn’t see his features clearly, for he was asleep. “Shall we just leave him here, milady?” asked Abby. I looked at her. She wasn’t looking at me with that concerned face of hers, but at the boy instead. “Keep him here until he wakes up,” I said, “Then we can find out who he is and what his business is here.” Abby nodded, bowed, and walked out of the room leaving me there with Bloom and the boy. “How did he get here?” asked Bloom. “I don’t know,” I answered, “Maybe he was just tired and needed help… and this was the first house he saw.” Bloom nodded. “Maybe that’s it…”
How I long to be back in my sweet haven,
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.
But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything
For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.
I Liebe being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
oder get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.
But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything
For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.
I Liebe being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
oder get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.
Fire.
It is destruction.
But yet,
it shines beauty, and;
it is the gift of rebirth,
new beginnings,
the strength that boils within your soul,
bumbling deep inside
beneath the surface
waiting for Du to
spread your wings like a phoenix,
showering Du with the fire
waiting to burst to the surface and shine.
Fire,
its energy,
raw and primal energy
one so old,
the flames cry a thousand tears,
of souls Lost within its flames,
their souls,
live within the fire's kiss
eternally,
becoming one with the fire,
and be reborn,
forever and eternal
as a phoenix...
the soul immortal
as is the fire,
wild, passionate, primodial
can it be tamed?
No. can Liebe be tamed? No
Liebe is like the fires....untamed, unstoppable...
it consumes,
like a fire's kiss.
Do Du dare to play a fire's game??
It is destruction.
But yet,
it shines beauty, and;
it is the gift of rebirth,
new beginnings,
the strength that boils within your soul,
bumbling deep inside
beneath the surface
waiting for Du to
spread your wings like a phoenix,
showering Du with the fire
waiting to burst to the surface and shine.
Fire,
its energy,
raw and primal energy
one so old,
the flames cry a thousand tears,
of souls Lost within its flames,
their souls,
live within the fire's kiss
eternally,
becoming one with the fire,
and be reborn,
forever and eternal
as a phoenix...
the soul immortal
as is the fire,
wild, passionate, primodial
can it be tamed?
No. can Liebe be tamed? No
Liebe is like the fires....untamed, unstoppable...
it consumes,
like a fire's kiss.
Do Du dare to play a fire's game??
OK, so, with the holidays and the business of school, I have decided NO party chapter. I won't be able to write it for a while, anyway. So, let me just put it this way:
Over the span of.. let's say 6 weeks, Miranda, Sam and Alexander became better friends, and Sam still had a crush on Alex. Sam was still Friends with Skye, but, being with the beliebt crowd, was pulled away and restricted from "hanging with the nobobdies."
Soon, Skye's friendship with her became a hatred and a feuer started and now, she hates Sam. So, Sam, Alex and Marie are all on Friends terms (Alex and Sam.. well, lil' higher) and Skye is frienemies with Sam.
Over the span of.. let's say 6 weeks, Miranda, Sam and Alexander became better friends, and Sam still had a crush on Alex. Sam was still Friends with Skye, but, being with the beliebt crowd, was pulled away and restricted from "hanging with the nobobdies."
Soon, Skye's friendship with her became a hatred and a feuer started and now, she hates Sam. So, Sam, Alex and Marie are all on Friends terms (Alex and Sam.. well, lil' higher) and Skye is frienemies with Sam.