Writing Your Own Story.. [[ Silver Shadows, M ]]

[Saviour]

Lost
In her face,
Caught
On the thought of a taste,
Sold
On the fantasy,
Bought,
For a price you can have a piece

Fresh
From the colour press,
The flesh
Of today’s princess,
Spread
From end to end,
Blue eyes
And perfect skin

The pen scratched at the paper, tracing black lines in flawed yet beautiful text.
A sigh slipped from Fiona's slightly parted lips. Her chest was pressed against the bench and her shoeless feet danced in the air. Her chin cupped by her hand. The air was crisp and cool, and the clear blue pond was gorgeous at the early hour. She smiled shyly as her eyes trailed the small ripples in the water. Her paper rustled and she folded the notebook and set it beneath the bench. The pen rolled slightly across its yellow surface but rested when it collided with the binding. Fiona slid legs under her and dug her painted toenails into the dirt. The sun hadn't penetrated this area just yet and everything had a refreshing chill to it. Her light brown eyes twinkled as they glided over the electric green leaves and ferns. She found this place incredibly inspiring, and always came here to write. Her long fingers with unpainted and short nails cupped the worn wood of the bench's handle as she lifted herself from it's surface. Her long and baggy pajama pants falling but catching on her hip bones. She tugged her tank top down over her nicely tanned stomach. She looked down at her feet and wriggled her toes, sending the loose dirt over her feet and around her heels.

Fiona... You've Been Gone For So Long...

A singing voice echoed around Fiona's mind and she turned around slowly.
The wavering image of her best friend Toby stepped closer to her and her lips curled back to reveal her imperfect but still beautiful teeth. She nodded "It's been too long.. I've missed you" She said, holding a hand out. He rested his over hers, and a chill crawled up Fiona's arm. She let it fall down to her side and she shook her bangs from her face. He smiled and moved around her to the pond. She followed, and gazed out at the deep blue color of the water. "I wish I could put how much this place means to me in a poem... It's just impossible" She said and a breath slid from her lungs. It fogged in front of her before disappearing. His presence cooled the air by a full ten degrees, but she didn't mind.

You Don't Need It On Paper... It's In Your Heart...

His voice echoed around her again and she nodded slowly.
She opened her mouth to speak, but a crunching sound froze the words on her tongue. The dead voice tasted terrible in Fiona's mouth, and the unsteady image of Toby shattered into the morning air. Fiona turned around to face whoever was behind her.

[lemmy]

Zack decided to take an early hike, having to be the only hour he could actually get piece withoutout someone desperate giving him one of those headaches. And plus, he was out of school for the year and he guessed he'd make the effort to be out more than he usually did school days, up... studying. Zack enjoyed the clean and fresh air. It's been about a week since school had ended and this was one of his 5th times. He actually had to admit he was enjoying it. He breathed in a sigh and soon came along a small park. He looked around before crossing the street that kept him seperated from it, deciding to take a seat nearby. He saw an empty bench and sat down. Looking over, he noticed a girl. She seemed focused in her hand writing but only looked up to see him. He bit his lip and narrowed his eyes when he realized the girl. He waited when he received a text message from someone a d replied with a quick "Hi" and then looked up to see thar she had stopped writing. He smiled. "Hey."
[ So scrappy -_- ]

[Saviour]

[[ She wasn't writing at the end of the post... ]]

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