* eh mini chapter I did a few days ago, will keep you busy with Doritos*
A petal of twins fell from the crimson rose
33 petals left
*past*
*??? P.o.v*
I look upon my dirty hands that I shall may say, innocent. For cries and cries do not extinguish my poor soul. For I am only so small yet grown in a mind of an expert.
For only I was too young
And life has already slaughtered my sanity
For which I hold in planks of wood
But not enough of support to hold these hands high.
I take time
Tics
And
Tics
Do continue in patterns as my chance of saving is at least low as Pennies in ditches.
" BROTHER!" For only the words echo in my mind.
I only see black, and no light will be let in
Then shadows appear
There stood a young girl, such beautiful ( e/c ) eyes and such long ( h/c ) hair. I noticed it was her- no not the her I know- but the her from my youngest time.
She gave glares Of unholy, looking upon me with that ( f/c ) dress that would lead to her knees and not a single floor to clean would worry her lady manners.
" brother" the girl cries as her voices croaked with hopelessness.
" BROTHER" She cries once more.
" SAVE YOURSELF!"
Save who?
I tried to speak but no words came out, for only I couldn't move as the legs straps me, and my throat strangles me, like an aching fire shoes flames to her.
For I am down in my knees to the young girl before me.
She crooked me with her grins of joy
" JOIN ME BROTHER"
A sharp glass break hits my ears like drums
I will not hear a single funeral
For Me-myself- and I are too expensive
To valuable
The scene changes, it is no longer her, for it is now the flames that got me in this point.
Yes I remember
I was almost burnt to crisps
I was almost killed by murderous beings
Yet saved
