4: Cast It Out
IT was beyond satisfied with the amount of ヴァンパイア IT had found and killed in such a short time. IT would never have guessed that so many lived down south. Yet already IT had made IT’s way through もっと見る ヴァンパイア than IT could count.
IT stopped and stood still-listening to the sounds around. IT could still sense the ones IT had left behind in Washington-the two female and the slightly larger group that was all male. IT took in a breath and considered for a minute.
IT decided to head back north-work IT’s way through Mexico, finishing off the ones IT had not been able to find, then Arizona, Nevada, Oregon, and finally Washington where IT would find and destroy the remaining ヴァンパイア there.
IT liked the plan and started off, moving at a slightly もっと見る leisurely pace. Suddenly, much like something had attacked IT from behind, IT found Itself flat on IT’s back. IT heard a low hiss in IT’s ear. “No…Do not kill the blonde…She is mine…” IT grunted and nodded standing slowly. “You’re doing well young one. Much better than I had hoped. Still, spare the blonde.” IT did not understand the need for this and as if the voice understood, it quietly 発言しました “I will tell あなた when you’ve found her. Continue on and know I’m watching everything あなた do.”
IT seemed undaunted によって the voice and once again started north, Mexico being his first of many that would lead IT to the blonde that his master so craved.
IT did not understand why-master could have had anyone it wanted yet it simply craved this one. This one vampire that had sent master on a hell-bent mission that had led to the creation of IT and the downfall of all vampires.
IT continued on, IT’s mind still pondering over the many things master had taught IT: how to hunt, how to become invisible, how to properly use the tools master had 与えられた IT. Then there was the numerous tests on the ヴァンパイア that IT knew only によって sight-there were two categories: primary and secondary. Primary ones were to be disposed of as soon as IT had found their whereabouts while secondary ones were to be killed simply to rid the world of the monsters.
Primary ones included the family of seven that IT had slaughtered earlier in Washington though one had been missing: a small female that was just under five feet and had short, spiky black hair. IT was not really concerned since IT would find her again and finish her off the way IT had done with the rest of her family.
Well, almost all the rest…
IT was beyond satisfied with the amount of ヴァンパイア IT had found and killed in such a short time. IT would never have guessed that so many lived down south. Yet already IT had made IT’s way through もっと見る ヴァンパイア than IT could count.
IT stopped and stood still-listening to the sounds around. IT could still sense the ones IT had left behind in Washington-the two female and the slightly larger group that was all male. IT took in a breath and considered for a minute.
IT decided to head back north-work IT’s way through Mexico, finishing off the ones IT had not been able to find, then Arizona, Nevada, Oregon, and finally Washington where IT would find and destroy the remaining ヴァンパイア there.
IT liked the plan and started off, moving at a slightly もっと見る leisurely pace. Suddenly, much like something had attacked IT from behind, IT found Itself flat on IT’s back. IT heard a low hiss in IT’s ear. “No…Do not kill the blonde…She is mine…” IT grunted and nodded standing slowly. “You’re doing well young one. Much better than I had hoped. Still, spare the blonde.” IT did not understand the need for this and as if the voice understood, it quietly 発言しました “I will tell あなた when you’ve found her. Continue on and know I’m watching everything あなた do.”
IT seemed undaunted によって the voice and once again started north, Mexico being his first of many that would lead IT to the blonde that his master so craved.
IT did not understand why-master could have had anyone it wanted yet it simply craved this one. This one vampire that had sent master on a hell-bent mission that had led to the creation of IT and the downfall of all vampires.
IT continued on, IT’s mind still pondering over the many things master had taught IT: how to hunt, how to become invisible, how to properly use the tools master had 与えられた IT. Then there was the numerous tests on the ヴァンパイア that IT knew only によって sight-there were two categories: primary and secondary. Primary ones were to be disposed of as soon as IT had found their whereabouts while secondary ones were to be killed simply to rid the world of the monsters.
Primary ones included the family of seven that IT had slaughtered earlier in Washington though one had been missing: a small female that was just under five feet and had short, spiky black hair. IT was not really concerned since IT would find her again and finish her off the way IT had done with the rest of her family.
Well, almost all the rest…
Alone!
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright オレンジ tan
But then one 日 she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The 次 日 at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a ホーム tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had 発言しました
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do あなた think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright オレンジ tan
But then one 日 she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The 次 日 at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a ホーム tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had 発言しました
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do あなた think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
You
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing あなた whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize あなた are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift あなた once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 分 later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing あなた whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize あなた are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift あなた once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 分 later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
your mistakes don't define you, now. they don't tell あなた who you're not, または who あなた can never be. what's it take to get あなた to say you'll try? you've got to live this life like it's the only one you've got. what would あなた say, what would あなた do, if this was your last day? so, あなた found out today that life's not the same. not quite as good as yesterday.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think あなた need to know that, of all the Colors(色) that あなた shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. あなた should think about what あなた do, befor あなた do it, over and over again. i know あなた feel alone, that know one can figure あなた out, but あなた sould know that we just 愛 to see あなた smile.i know あなた feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help あなた come back.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think あなた need to know that, of all the Colors(色) that あなた shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. あなた should think about what あなた do, befor あなた do it, over and over again. i know あなた feel alone, that know one can figure あなた out, but あなた sould know that we just 愛 to see あなた smile.i know あなた feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help あなた come back.
The Man With No Eyes Collection (1): The Actor
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the 王位 that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if あなた liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the 王位 that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if あなた liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)