friendy-wendies!


Chronicles of Gyra - Chapter 4Youre up early.Chronicles of Gyra - Chapter 4
Claude looked up into a pair of brown eyes. Its a habit, I guess.
Varian sat down beside him. Is it something they drill into the students at the academy? Because if it is, I sure dont want to go there. I like my sleep.
Claude smiled. Oh, youll get used to it. Unless youre the type who like to be woken up by a bucketful of cold water and a beating from your Master.
Ouch. Are you sure you were a student? Not a slave?
Im pretty sure. Claude replied, grinning


Survival...notTheres no need to survive Just living this life Behind a mask Trying to fit inSurvival...not
Its okay to show it To show your true feelings No need to hide it Trying to survive
Under pressure, I break
So do you When Im sad, I hide my tears So do you
I hide behind a smile Insecurities and hurt Trying to survive I forget to breathe
I forget that Im living For a better tomorrow A brighter future
A clearer day


Chronicles of Gyra - Chapter 1BANG!Chronicles of Gyra - Chapter 1
What was that? The three campers woke with a jolt.
BANG! BANG!
I think it's gunshots, replied one of them.
He had flyaway brown hair and a pair of warm, brown eyes. He sported an earring on his right ear. At his answer, his companions relaxed a little.
Well, that explains it. The forest are teeming with game, replied another.
This one had pure, white hair and sharp, ice-blue eyes. He wore the uniform of one who had the Sight. A Seer. Seers can not be trained. They must have, at the least, a drop of Seer blood in their vein


Chronicles of Gyra - Chapter 2Not more of them, groaned the man.Chronicles of Gyra - Chapter 2
Peace, my friend. We are not enemies, whoever they are. Zack raised his hand to signify that he meant no harm.
They heard more footsteps and people swearing loudly.
Ill explain later. Im Claude Black. He moved to stand among them.
They noticed that he held one of his palms open and up, muttering all the while. Saeriel could feel magic gathering at the open palm.
The pursuers come crashing in a few minutes later.
Your friends, black-haired? sneered one of them who seemed


colors and dino speech.i tried to catch you a shining, pure white star for your present, but it escaped my fingers.colors and dino speech.
(if you want to, we could climb onto a roof at night and pretend that we are among the stars.)
and maybe we would end up catching a dream.
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we should get paintbrushes and paint everyone's heart the purple of sunsets.
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maybe we're all like beta fish. maybe we're all secretly fighting our reflections.
(if you were a beta fish, you'd be a gorgeous deep blue one.)
- &n
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