| The beginning of a story (that is currently not in dA) which I'm very proud of. I wrote it about a year and a half ago. |
| The beginning of a story (that is currently not in dA) which I'm very proud of. I wrote it about a year and a half ago. |


Bedtime StoryMy little princess lay in bed with pleading eyes. She had asked her father for a bedtime story, but unfortunately he had to finish cleaning up the garage. That new project of his had made such a mess. So, alone, I was in her room to tuck her in. Both of us usually did it together, and she seemed to prefer it that way. My husband, though, was the one who always told her a bedtime story. He simply had the skill to come up with a joyful story for our little girl in just a few seconds. As her pure azure eyes stared into mine, her arms almost extending, I sat down next to her. Although I didn't posses my husband's skill, I could think of one storyBedtime Story


Your Eyes Created an IllusionYour eyes created an illusion Of which I am a victim.Your Eyes Created an Illusion
Your eyes broke my seclusion, My confidence and my stance.
Why do you have such eyes? Such soothing, lovable eyes?
With an effortless gesture of the hand, Without an intention, You transform beyond your eyes something bland Into something fair and sweet.
Despite my wintery voice and frowns which Are my only companions, My personality you do enrich Why don't you see me, dull me?
Due to your illusion I am a fool I can no longer see my Reflection, my flaws. You are in


They Walk a Path of Dirt- ch 3Chapter 3- GreenThey Walk a Path of Dirt- ch 3
The lovely hills of green that existed in everyone were made up of different shades. However, now, green they are no more.
He sat quietly on Doctor Lukes bed. He eyed the document sitting next to him. It was a fat, black covered notebook. In it were listed all the new laws and alterations under the new empire. Next to it was a smaller notebook. This one contained an organized list of robots, their designs, strengths, weaknesses, their uses or daily missions, and where they could usually be found. The hedgehog had begun reading the small notebook, but he refused to ope


They Walk a Path of Dirt- ch 2Chapter 2- OrangeThey Walk a Path of Dirt- ch 2
As they walk stones are placed along the pathway. With these stones a suitable, leveled pathway is hoped to achieve. The stones disappear. They walk a path of dirt.
He couldnt sleep. It wasnt because of the dull surroundings, the metallic, cold floor or the hum of the computer. He wasnt even cold, since the blanket was more than enough to warm him. The others were asleep. It had taken them awhile, but their eyelids were now, at three in the morning, shut. Even Shadows. He couldnt meditate, and that was a first. Something had to trouble him enough to prevent
| Currently I'm more focused on my Sonic fanfictions, but there are some old original stories here and some poems. |

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