~Sorry I haven't updated in a week I was hung up on homework then when to a party last Saturday and got tired and got pretty sick so here are TWO updates to apologize enjoy!~
October 30, 2014
We were all getting ready for battle. I was getting my silvered colored armor and broadsword ready. We were going to a dark place to fight monsters, kill the dark lord, and to stop our world from being plagued by his demons and darkness that threatened to corrupt all of us. We have been plagued for about a year now and the majority of us are on our last strings as far as hope goes. Our leader climbed the ladder to the looming door that will lead us to the heart of the dark land.
To my left two boys around my age were arguing. I recognized the two, both were from the waking world, my reality. The first one was a boy that goes by the name of Andrew, he was light skinned along with pale hair and an average build for his age. The second one, I could not place his name at the moment, he was of Asian descent and he had jet black wild hair that stop just below his ears. The two's argument was getting very heated and the two were bunching themselves up for a psychical fight. Our leader, fuming, came back down to scold them and reminded them that the dark land feeds off of negative energy. They apologize to the leader then to each other.
We were all in pairs with one another those two a pair along with everyone else. Though I was alone at the moment because my comrade was busy with something important. All the sudden the boy's bed of wild hair sat up straighter. His voice letting out a beautiful melody that swirls around the room. Everyone fell silent to this. I recognized this song and started to sing along with him. We finished with a soft lingering note, the room warmly quite, genuine smiles on many faces, and some had tears manifesting in their eyes. Soon after cheers, applause, and hollers were let at all around me along with an underlying chanting battle cry.
I suddenly felt someone's warm hand on my shoulder I turned around to see who it was... His bight blonde hair was messier then usual and his eyes were drawn with a tint of worry, but still I recognized him as a prominent entity in my dreams. At least he was smiling like usual, I'd hate to see him sad.
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