"Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me." – New Moon, Twilight Saga
The next lines of my favorite book from the Twilight Saga were pulsing through my mind at this moment. It felt like a bruise was forming underneath my skin. With my weapon clutched in my hand. I am facing the goblin-faced masked, green-eyed warrior in front of me.
Trying to calm my mind and remember the teachings of the masters and my uncle. I have a lot of explaining to do when I face the turtle brothers and Master Splinter. But I need to focus on the task at hand.
Eyes focused.
Elbows locked.
Stance low.
Be one with the blades.
Breathing heavily and bracing myself for impact. Hearing the distant screams in the distance. I knew any moment I might take my last and final breath.
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Through An Artist's Soul - Book 2 - Raphael x OC x Leonardo
FanfictionBased on the 2014 TMNT characters, but with 2003 and 2012 TMNT inspiration. The sequel to Through An Artist's Eyes. Pardon my grammar or spelling. English is not my first language. Alison Kawakami has been mutated and needs to adapt to her changes a...
