phantom0146

I suppose a story of this sort ought to begin with a greeting. Hello. I am the writer. And you, of course, are my character. I never meant for this to happen. When I wrote you, you were just words on a page. Then you fell in love. I don't know how it happened, only that it did. Now here you are. Do you remember what happened? Perhaps you don't. Shall I refresh your memory? It was spring when I first started writing your story. The idea came to me as I walked along the shore and watched the angry gray sea. The story would be an epic adventure, full of strange creatures and fierce enemies and a main character unlike any other. I took a few

His eyes are black, Towards his friends has he turned his back, Her eyes are white, For her friends she will fight, Cool and filled with pride, He turns away from light, Sensitive and shy, She embraces light with a smile, Hating his brother early on, Only his death will show him, he’s won, Hated by her brother when she was small, She kept trying to show him that hate would be his downfall, Loathing his village responsible for his clan’s death, He abandoned his bonds and left, Even though suffering her clan’s internal fray, She strengthened her bonds and stayed, Rejecting the only one who confessed her feelings, He pushed awa