{Book 1} One must fall to rise again. And so a shooting star fell down from the heavens, descending to earth after being wished upon. Oh angel who flew high up above, how far to have fallen from grace. Could it be that his damnation becomes salvatio...
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"Twinkle, twinkle, little stars, How I wonder what you are. Down you fell from above the world so high, Like fallen stars in the sky. When the blazing sun is gone, When the nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. Then the traveler in the dark, Thanks you for your tiny spark, He could not see which way to go, If you did not twinkle so. In the dark blue sky you keep, And often through my curtains peep, For you never shut your eye, 'Till the sun is in the sky. As your bright and tiny spark, Lights the traveler in the dark. Though I know not what you are, Twinkle, twinkle, little star. Twinkle, twinkle, little stars, How I wonder what you are. Down you fell from above the world so high, Like fallen stars in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle, little star. How I wonder what you are. How I wonder what you are."
Achernar Crosswell stood in the middle of the room where the sleeping stars slept. Dark fog surrounded them. "Sweet dreams indeed, my little stars." With a wave of his hand, he compelled them into dreams made crafted especially just for them. He hummed with delight and went back into the shadows of night. They were not lost in paradise.
Imaginary by Evanescence Paper flowers I linger in the doorway Of alarm clock screaming Monsters calling my name Let me stay where the wind will whisper to me Where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story In my field of paper flowers And candy clouds of lullaby (Flowers) I lie inside myself for hours And watch my purple sky fly over me (Flowers) Don't say I'm out of touch With this rampant chaos, your reality I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge The nightmare I build my own world to escape In my field of paper flowers And candy clouds of lullaby (Flowers) I lie inside myself for hours And watch my purple sky fly over me (Flowers) Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming Cannot cease for the fear of silent lies Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming The goddess of imaginary light In my field of paper flowers And candy clouds of lullaby (Flowers) I lie inside myself for hours And watch my purple sky fly over me (Flowers) Paper flowers Songwriters: David Hodges / Amy Lee / Ben Moody
(Author's note: Feel free to skip the upcoming dream chapters. It's nothing important as I don't think it's that relevant to my story. I've tried incorporating old writings of mine, my first ever from years ago, which includes random things I wrote, even fan-fictions...Just put my character names in it. I know my story is dark, I apologize for that. Don't bother yourself with reading if it becomes a waste of time. You don't have to force yourself. No need! They're weirdly random, old pieces of writing I've written as a teenager/ I'm a friggin adult now but still don't feel like it... Thank you so much for making it this far into my story. I know it isn't good, but I still tried with my bad writing. Know that I appreciate you. Take a break, rest your heart, mind, soul, and eyes. Take care of yourself. You're loved and worth so much. You matter. Thank you for reading <3)
Paper flowers, they linger in the doorway of alarm clock screaming monsters calling their names. Let them stay where the wind will whisper to the stars. Where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story in their field of paper flowers and candy clouds of lullaby, they lie inside themselves for hours to watch their purple sky fly over these three stars. Don't say they're out of touch. With this rampant chaos, their reality. Stars know well what lies beyond their sleeping refuge. The nightmare they build their own world to escape. Swallowed up in the sound of their screaming. Cannot cease for the fear of silent lies. Oh, how they long for the deep sleep dreaming. The imaginary light.
WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.
WAKE UP. WAKE UP. WAKE UP. WAKE UP. WAKE UP. WAKE UP. WAKE UP. WAKE UP. WAKE UP.
WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.WAKE UP.
(Most of what I wrote for the next chapters literally don't make any sense and I lamely ended up writing all that shit from the past. I'm doing just sharing everything now aha. It's already embarrassing enough sharing my story. My writing may be stupid but I'm allowed to be mean to myself because I know my book might get hate, it isn't perfect. Nothing in this world is perfect though. And...author just Shuddup already. I'm always mean to me. Better to be mean to myself first before others are. :) wink wonk. Sorry sorry. Yes I have come back to currently edit my Descendance series but three dream chapters after this with Orion, Esther, and Rigel will probably still suck ugh.