Garren woke up to the faint smell of thực phẩm and yelling coming from downstairs. The sound of a door slamming rang through the house, and Garren slowly sat up, just in case his joints and wounds still ached. As he got to his feet, he checked how his body was doing. Surprised, nothing hurt, not even his cut.
Climbing downstairs, he found Kayleen sitting at a bàn near what looked like a kitchen, fuming mad. Once she noticed Garren, however, she put on a small smile.
"Afternoon, sleepy-head," she greeted. "You know, bạn snore REALLY loudly. Thought I'd never sleep."
"Sorry." Garren replied. "Nothing I can do about it though. Where's your sister? I heard arguing."
Kayleen blushed. "Sorry bạn had to hear that. Told her I needed to take bạn somewhere. She demanded to know where the hell bạn came from. That sort of thing."
"Well, even I don't know where I came from. What'd bạn tell her?" "That I had no clue. She didn't want a bum living here. Stormed out. Whatever."
"Sorry." Kayleen shrugged. "Things have never been the same between us after her parents died." Garren looked confused. "HER parents?" "Yeah, they took me in as a child. Never knew who my real parents were."
Garren looked overwhelmed. Why was she telling him all this so easily? Kayleen seemed to read his thoughts. "I feel like I can speak as if I've known bạn forever. Weird, huh?" Garren gave a slight nod. His stomach grumbled. "Got anything to eat?"
Kayleen almost rolled her eyes. "Didn't get the hint yesterday? We don't have the food." "Then what's that smell?" "Last night's feast."
Kayleen picked up a nearby piece of bánh mỳ, bánh mì and threw him it. "Eat that on the way."
Garren caught the bánh mỳ, bánh mì with ease. "Where are we going?"
"The forest again. There's a test bạn need to pass." She tossed him a sword in a sheath that she took from a case hidden under some hay. A plaque near the case read In memory of Aiden, our Công chúa tóc xù and foolish brother. A hero.
Garren caught the sword in his other hand. Without thinking, he tied the sword in it's sheath around his waist as if he had done it all his life. It felt balanced with him. "If I fail?"
Kayleen looked at him with something that showed...pity?
"Then I'll have to send back your dead body to your world. I'll explain everything on the way. Let's go."
Climbing downstairs, he found Kayleen sitting at a bàn near what looked like a kitchen, fuming mad. Once she noticed Garren, however, she put on a small smile.
"Afternoon, sleepy-head," she greeted. "You know, bạn snore REALLY loudly. Thought I'd never sleep."
"Sorry." Garren replied. "Nothing I can do about it though. Where's your sister? I heard arguing."
Kayleen blushed. "Sorry bạn had to hear that. Told her I needed to take bạn somewhere. She demanded to know where the hell bạn came from. That sort of thing."
"Well, even I don't know where I came from. What'd bạn tell her?" "That I had no clue. She didn't want a bum living here. Stormed out. Whatever."
"Sorry." Kayleen shrugged. "Things have never been the same between us after her parents died." Garren looked confused. "HER parents?" "Yeah, they took me in as a child. Never knew who my real parents were."
Garren looked overwhelmed. Why was she telling him all this so easily? Kayleen seemed to read his thoughts. "I feel like I can speak as if I've known bạn forever. Weird, huh?" Garren gave a slight nod. His stomach grumbled. "Got anything to eat?"
Kayleen almost rolled her eyes. "Didn't get the hint yesterday? We don't have the food." "Then what's that smell?" "Last night's feast."
Kayleen picked up a nearby piece of bánh mỳ, bánh mì and threw him it. "Eat that on the way."
Garren caught the bánh mỳ, bánh mì with ease. "Where are we going?"
"The forest again. There's a test bạn need to pass." She tossed him a sword in a sheath that she took from a case hidden under some hay. A plaque near the case read In memory of Aiden, our Công chúa tóc xù and foolish brother. A hero.
Garren caught the sword in his other hand. Without thinking, he tied the sword in it's sheath around his waist as if he had done it all his life. It felt balanced with him. "If I fail?"
Kayleen looked at him with something that showed...pity?
"Then I'll have to send back your dead body to your world. I'll explain everything on the way. Let's go."
I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal hoặc energetic maybe the one táo, apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to hiển thị the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man tiếp theo to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal hoặc energetic maybe the one táo, apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to hiển thị the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man tiếp theo to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Let us hold hands in joy
Let us sit on the warm white sand
And let us watch the sun set tonight
We're gonna be a pair
We're gonna fly away
And let nobody go into our minds
Toni-i-ight
We're gonna slowly stand up
Listen to the waves
Roar and wash into the sand
And I'm gonna lean on you
Oh where were the times?
Where were the moments?
It seems like last year
When I kissed bạn and locked eyes
The sun's settin
But we're never gonna leave each other
Not if we stay together
Like ever...like forever
Watch the sun set
Watch the waves roll into each other
Oh my dear,
We're gonna never be separated
Sun sets,
Waves roll,
We're gonna sleep...
Side bởi side.