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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...
Dream's Insanity: Part 15Rhi heard a pair of footsteps behind her.
Mike had to follow, didn't he?
"Commander! Commander..." He called after her, getting slightly out of breath.
"What is it, Mike? I'm busy..."
"Look, I don't know why or how you lost it like that, but it's not-"
Rhi cut him off. "We'll talk in here, if you have to..."
They went over to a small room that looked like it hadn't been used in a while.
The door opened then closed automatically, like every other door in there.
"What?" She said, looking up at him.
"It's not professional. This isn't like you."
"What isn't like me? I'm just a sad, hollow shell that only knows anger and hurt."
"That's ridiculous, Rhi, you're the strongest person I know."
Rhi stopped and shook her head.
"I'm not, though.
I never have been."
"What about everything that's happened? Most people would have crumbled by now." Mike said.
He was bewildered.
"If it wasn't for you...
If it wasn't for everyone else...
I would have crumbled years ago."
Rhi kept going, not bother
ThunderstormLight that fires the sky.
A shock that rends the darkness,
And sets the stars ablaze again.
Shadows thrown across the walls.
A fright that stops your heart,
And brings your fear alive again.
Sound booming through the air.
A force that knoocks whole buildings,
And leaves destruction in its wake again.
Just remember me.I'll fight until my last breath here.
This world I love and strive to keep.
You never have to worry.
I'll hold out on my own.
Just remember me.
I will always stand tall.
Just remember me.
I'll be your soldier.
25 Story Challenge 23: Tattoo---------------------------------------------------------------3 years from now----------------------------------------------------------
I walk down the street, huge smile on my face.
This is the best thing I've done by FAR.
And the most stupid.
I duck into an alleyway and turn into myself as I drop into the sewers.
I clutch at the disinfectant spray I was given.
This should be fine...
Donnie's gonna freak, but it'll be fine...
"Hey, guys!" I say, walking into the main room.
"Hey, RJ." Leo says.
He double-takes. "RJ?! What did you do to your back?! Or chest..."
I'm wearing a cami top and the bandage is showing.
"Oh, Leo. I'll show you all later. But for now, I have to keep the bandage on."
"Bandage?!" Donnie says in alarm, rushing over. "What bandage?! What did you do?!"
"Donnie! I'm fine!" I say, laughing at his face.
"She says we have to wait." Leo explains.
"Ok..." Donnie says, not sure.
"Guys!" I say, taking the bandage off.
It's been a few days.
"What?!" They all ask, runn
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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