Goodnight Moon.. :)
He set up the mic, played a small tune on his Piano and cleared his throat. Becca had gone to sleep and he wrote a song for her, yet he had no nerve to tell her about it Mehr oder less sing it to her.
Closing his eyes he flipped the light switch so he was in utter darkness and set his fingers on the piano. One Von one they began playing a tune, no sooner he began singing.
"And don't go to bett yet, love,
I think it's early,
And we just need a little time to ourselves.
If my Wand clock tells me that it's four
In the morning,
I'll give it hell.
'Cause I've been trying way too long,
To try to be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to bär alone.
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedroom and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
Becca woke from a pure craving Tyler, she ventured through The Cave she walked searching for her devious firecaster. She continued to walk until a faint voice drifted through her ears. She followed the noise until she came to a door.
The Singen got louder.
"And sing for me softly, love,
Your song for tomorrow
And tell me my name's the one sitting in there somewhere
And dream for me anything, but dream
It in color about
When all the sun's still rising and we don't care
And I've been trying way too long,
To try and be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to bär alone.
So goodnight you,
And goodnight moon,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She opened the door lookin at the boy astonished, for he had a small glow to him, like fire. She closed it slowly and sunk to the ground listening. Her eyes closed as a smile shined on her face.
"Then here Du were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Just feel her lips,
Lock on to every breath I take;
Can't breath it in.
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
And you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She didn't know it but Tyler was fully aware that she was there. He would have stopped but he couldn't. Tears that slipped from his eyes rose in steam from the heat he generated. Becca closed her eyes tighter and slinked forward, holding back salty tears. Tyler continued.
"Oh, from goodnight moon....
Then here Du were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling..."
Eyes shut tight, Becca smiled more. Tyler got up and walked over to her, wiped her eyes, and cupped her face.
She opened her eyes and peered into his. He kissed her passionatly, pulled away and muttered,"I Liebe you.. I'm sorry I'm not around much." She hugged him and sniffled out an okay.
And they sat there.. in the dark holding each other.
_________
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do Du feel us falling?
____________________
Weeeee! ;D
He set up the mic, played a small tune on his Piano and cleared his throat. Becca had gone to sleep and he wrote a song for her, yet he had no nerve to tell her about it Mehr oder less sing it to her.
Closing his eyes he flipped the light switch so he was in utter darkness and set his fingers on the piano. One Von one they began playing a tune, no sooner he began singing.
"And don't go to bett yet, love,
I think it's early,
And we just need a little time to ourselves.
If my Wand clock tells me that it's four
In the morning,
I'll give it hell.
'Cause I've been trying way too long,
To try to be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to bär alone.
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedroom and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
Becca woke from a pure craving Tyler, she ventured through The Cave she walked searching for her devious firecaster. She continued to walk until a faint voice drifted through her ears. She followed the noise until she came to a door.
The Singen got louder.
"And sing for me softly, love,
Your song for tomorrow
And tell me my name's the one sitting in there somewhere
And dream for me anything, but dream
It in color about
When all the sun's still rising and we don't care
And I've been trying way too long,
To try and be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to bär alone.
So goodnight you,
And goodnight moon,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She opened the door lookin at the boy astonished, for he had a small glow to him, like fire. She closed it slowly and sunk to the ground listening. Her eyes closed as a smile shined on her face.
"Then here Du were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Just feel her lips,
Lock on to every breath I take;
Can't breath it in.
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
And you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She didn't know it but Tyler was fully aware that she was there. He would have stopped but he couldn't. Tears that slipped from his eyes rose in steam from the heat he generated. Becca closed her eyes tighter and slinked forward, holding back salty tears. Tyler continued.
"Oh, from goodnight moon....
Then here Du were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling..."
Eyes shut tight, Becca smiled more. Tyler got up and walked over to her, wiped her eyes, and cupped her face.
She opened her eyes and peered into his. He kissed her passionatly, pulled away and muttered,"I Liebe you.. I'm sorry I'm not around much." She hugged him and sniffled out an okay.
And they sat there.. in the dark holding each other.
_________
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do Du feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do Du feel us falling?
____________________
Weeeee! ;D
Alias: Mim (M-im)
Occupation: Child
Powers: all elements, Flight
History:Irene was born the daughter of Devin and Fang Adams. She was raised in her home, with her siblings. Her days were spent lazily, being her daddy’s little girl, until she turned seven. When she turned seven, she killed her oldest sibling, Jon, in a freak accident with her newly found powers. Since then, she has lived in rivalry with her siblings for her father’s attention, which she believes is the only thing keeping her with the family.
Notes: Irene was born with naturally purple hair, something that was different from her siblings. She is the only one to inherit her mother’s power over elements.
This is a short guide to the youngest child in the Adams' family. She will have a longer one for when she's older.
Nickname: Lance
Occupation: Knight
Ethnicity: Romanian
Race: Vampire
Story: Lance was born into an aristocratic family. He was raised in the royal court and befriended the young prince he was charged to protect. When tragedy struck, he brought the prince to safety. He took care of him for years until the prince grew into a man. He is now among those loyal to him and is a trusted friend.
Facts: Lance is Von nature very bookish. He prefers words to fists even though he is trained in several different form of self defense and sword play. He is very close to his old charge now friend. He often finds himself caring for him when no one else will. The two share a close bond and he’d give his life for his friend.