(Hope and Faith at her limit.

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It's hard to think when your in a coma for I don't know how long. I been in a coma for what... 1 1/2 months. But hey, we can't be perfect.

Hmm... I wonder what there doing? I wonder how there coupling with the, you know, the... okay whatever forget it.

I hear people go by now and then, but the thing that pains me the most is that they don't know I'm listening. Oh and Lillian. Gosh, I miss her so much. She is the cutest thing. With her long ice black her. And her beautiful eyes that shine in the darkness. And the laugh. Oh my gosh that beautiful laugh.

Any way. I was listening to Artemis sing me my favorite song in the world:

The blue sky
The way to fly
The song of the birds
And the sound of the sea
The beauty of light
Take a break and you might...

(Chorus)
Find a way home tonight.
Ahh. Oh. Oww. Awww.
Take a break and breath
Through the color of trees.

Look and see
The magic of things
Smell the pine in the woods
The rose at your feet
And tell me what you think
And you might...

(Chorus)
Find a way home tonight.
Ahh. Oh. Oww. Awww.
Take a break and breath
Through the color of trees.

The deer in the woods
And the moon in the sky
Stars so bright
And the color so light
And you might...

(Chorus)
Find a way home tonight.
Ahh. Oh. Oww. Awww.
Take a break and breath
Through... the...color...of trees.

My eyes snapped open. Pain. I clutch the covers of the bed. Pain. So much pain. My head is throbbing, and my legs and arms fill like jelly.

"Hope? Your awake! Oh my gosh! I'll go get a nurse. BRB!" And with that happy note she ran off. I slowly got out of bed. I stood up and stretched. Oh and I did so the crouch horn blow, signaling an attack. I ran to the table that had my weapons and stuff on there. I got my weapons and ran to the hill.

"Looky looky. What do we have hear. A army of crappie monsters. Oh I'm so scared." I mock to them. The army snarled in response. "Oh pitty." And I charged.

I haven't felt so... what's the word... alive, in luck what. I don't know I don't care. I go to the hellhounds. And kill the easy peesy. Then I went to the vamps. Still easy. Well let's say they were all to easy. So this means the begging of the war. Oh cool.

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I'm so proud of myself. Why? Because I wrote that song! Sorry

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