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A New Friend: Part 6"Are you sure you're ok, RJ?" Liv asks as we walk through the turnstiles.
"Yeah, I am fine. He did slam my head pretty hard, but I am ok."
"Who?" Leo asks, looking up from the TV.
"Fong." I answer simply.
"The Purple Dragons sort of came in while we were at Murakami-san's." Liv explains.
"Oh. Did you get them?"
"I was going to, and then Fong slammed me against a wall."
"Then I came in to save the day!" Donnie says proudly.
"Yup, you did." I grin.
"Hey, Leo." Liv says nervously. "Can I come and watch with you?"
Leo nearly spits out his soda. "YOU want to watch Space Heroes?!"
"Yeah... What's wrong with that?"
"I didn't know girls could be Spacenicks..." Leo says, budging up a tad.
Liv goes and sits by him.
Mikey grins at them, then at me.
I grin back then shake my head slightly, signalling not to say a word.
"RJ?!" A voice called from the workshop.
"Timothy..." Donnie says.
"Woah, heads up, Donnie, looks like you have some competition!" Raph says from the other side of the
BrokenWhen you suffer...
A great loss.
There's no pain like it.
You need support.
You need friends.
But when there is no-one...
No-one at all.
You feel ignored.
People call you pathetic.
Your words don't mean
Anything to them.
Knowing that your words,
Only bother people.
You cut yourself off...
A New Friend: Part 5"Right, so, you ready to go?" I ask, peaking in to our room.
"Yeah. I haven't seen Murakami-san in a looong time!" Liv says.
"Ok, we're going!" I call, leading Liv to the turnstiles.
"Oh, err, do you want me to go with you? I mean, you never know..." Donnie says, looking worried.
"We'll be fine!" I say, patting his head.
"Come on, RJ!" Liv says slightly impatiently.
"I'm a-coming, don't worry." I wave to Donnie and we set off down the tunnels.
We're both silent for a little while.
"So..." I say after a few moments. "When's your mum back?"
"My mom...?" Liv looks uncomfortable. "When she's back. She'll call me."
I look at her, but let it drop. "Ok."
We get to the ladder and I turn human, helping her up after myself.
"I like life here so far." She says. "Mikey's cool, and you and Donnie are so cute!"
I nudge her. "Hey! Cute is what I woudl use to describe Peri and Raph."
Liv grins at me and we go order at the little vending machine.
"Umigame no sūpu? What's tha
Mind's TormentIdeas are always just out of reach.
Just as they come into your mind's veiw, they fly away again.
I can't seem to ever grasp hold.
It's like trying to catch a butterfly.
Always just out of reach.
Always a finger's breadth away.
Why do I even bother sometimes?
It's so hard to communicate just what my soul wants to say.
It's so hard to open up.
Like a cage around the words I need to say.
The words I want to say.
But it always eludes me.
Dream's Insanity: Part 16Peri walked at a solemn pace beside Leo.
The graveyard was right underground.
"Leo!" A voice came from behind them.
"Mike?! What's wrong?"
Mikey huffed slightly from running. "Rhi... said that... she couldn't be left alone."
"Why not?" Peri asked in suprise.
"There are too many mourners here that will not hesitate to kill you." Leo said.
Honestly, Peri was getting sick of it.
But she didn't blame them.
"We'll go down together." Mike finally said, his breath caught up.
They kept walking until they reached the chambers.
There were headstones and crosses everywhere, each marking a different person's name.
Some were women, some were men.
Some of them were even children.
Peri's eyes filled as she read each name.
Husbands, brothers, neices, nephews...
They were all there.
"Hey..." A man's voice said.
They all turned.
"It's... it's you..." His eyes widened in realisation. "It's you!"
Mikey stepped forward. "Now, Haile, we don't want any trouble..."
"Why are you protecting that thin
All is not as it seems...Somehow,
A picture is always more creepy,
When drawn by a child.
Horrors spring off their pages,
But their innocence knows no bounds.
How is it possible?
It's in their very souls.
They see more than we do,
They feel more than we do.
But they keep their optimism,
Their total trust.
A man with no face.
THE man with no face...
Our eyes see some things,
A child's eyes see more.
Innocent eyes see most,
But no eyes see all...
Twenty-three years before the crippling of Crown Prince James III
He was fourteen and she was probably aged about the same, give or take a few years. It had been an hour since he'd met her.
He hated her already.
She scowled behind him and likely shared the sentiment as they scampered up the hillside in a desperate attempt to escape the roaring mob that seemed to be growing perpetually larger and coming ever-closer. Gabriel would have liked to say that it was all her fault he was in this situation, though it was his careless nicking ofwhat was it? A chicken that started the first old woman running, but how was he supposed to know that she'd stumble and fall and everyone else would think he'd assaulted her?
He hadn't. He'd taken the chicken, snapped its neck and run, because he hadn't eaten meat in weeks and he was starting to feel the affects on his already weak limbs.
This is what happens, he thought. This is what happens when you live like th
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