Oil and Water, that's what they were.
A pure refreshing glow followed Clover everywhere she went, like the rain she washed away the bad and left behind a clean sense of contentment. The good was in everyone and she made it her goal to find it. She w...
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clover.. no middle or last name for this delicate girl who has only ever known of an orphanage. clover, the girl that brings light when it seems as if the world will come to its end. an absolute angel whose never sinned.
sin eros.. a name that very few tongues have spoken knowing they would survive for the next sunrise. his name given to him in vain from his father after his mother passed giving birth to him, he was born into this world a sin, and will leave just that.
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Suddenly I noticed a figure leaning against the wall with a cloud of smoke floating above them.
They emerged from the alley, the darkness falling off of them like a blanket. I had to hold back my giggle as a cliche carpet of fog now surrounded us up to our ankles.
What's next? Some music? Dun dun.. dun dun.
The tall and muscled figure stopped a few feet away, and due to pitch black night his identity remained unknown. I decided to take a few steps forward and to my surprise he stayed put. As i approached him and my feet crossed over under the yellow flickering street lamp i was met with emotionless eyes.
Eyes i haven't seen in two years and eight months not that i was counting or anything.. this was no stranger, this wasn't even a person i could call a friend, not after what he did. He broke his promise, but i should've known better.
