{Episode-Ø|Past Of Regrets}
A story, focused on a bit, a dream that the boy inspired into him and drove it into reality with a will of despaired gratitude.
So would the tale of a regressor begin in earnest, or, something new was born from the hands...
Timely dismissal that wavered heart to waving ton like the foundation that would pen a pinning to twas was starlight of the twenty fourth within constellation that spelled beginning to the end in the numeric of Omega Alpha, with the dwellings of a few months that flown by in breezy winds of gales for nonetheless was nevertheless, for the weekend began with the skipping of time. __________________________________________
A polishing splatter of water that then came down like rain, I was amidst my thoughts as everything had been so peaceful lately now and then.
It had been a whole total of almost three months, but it'd be more accurate to say only one month had passed in technicality since I had first enrolled into the school.
My first day there was not exactly the most pleasant per say, for due to having been quite the reckless one, my endeavors of recovering fully had yet to actually happen in actuality.
The fifth grade was...
(PG) - Tough yet easy, if I may say.
However at this current point within the establishment of time, I was physically just fine as I had been slowly working on getting my body into shape.
It was Saturday right now with school halfway done if not almost over, and I had noticed Skylar changed quite a lot overtime, like she was the one I knew from back then although retained some of her previous demeanor before the change.
But she had organized a small event within one sector of the dome in the back, which had become a miniature water park, even though December was almost turning the corner this season.
I really just had no idea what I was even doing anymore at this point, so I gave up trying to comprehend anything, as that made things easier for my mentality.
"So..." I began to speak as what was similar to the warmth of the sunlight dawned on me in cascading movements, as it seemed summer had come, even though it basically hadn't.
