Me: I'm just write before my imagination runs dry.
(Shadow's mansion, tiếp theo day, 9:52 A.M.)
The sun, the red bright ball in the sky, was just rising above a hill, seeping out it's rays onto the quả anh đào, anh đào blossom tree. Falling màu hồng, hồng petals swirled in the light breeze, onto the soft muzzle of a blue hedgehog, alseep in his lover's arms. Light was coming into the room, the window wide open, letting in thêm of their màu hồng, hồng visitors, as they filled the giường and floor of the room, circling around the two, tình yêu still in the air from the night before.
Last night, the two retired to giường early, exaghsted from...