Burning.
Everything was burning.
No matter where he went, the flames spread as far as the eye could see. And with the flames came the shadow...
Can you hear them?
They're screaming so loud
They're begging for help
But nO oNE WiLL
AfTeR aLL
ThEy'RE EViL...
ArEn'T tHeY?
T̶̥͙̰͕͔͂͛̿̂̌h̴̜̬̔̋̇̀͝Ě̴̢̢͙̞͍̦͎̈́̅͛̒̿̍̍Ỳ̶͔̥̳͚̥͚̳̔̄̈̈́͗̌̄͘͝'̶̛̥̞̖̩͊͗͛̑͝r̵̨̫̯͇̭̠̦͘È̴̡̨͍͇̗̥̰̲̔̎͒̄ͅ ̶̯̿̇͘a̴̦͎̬̝̗͚̗͓̣̋͌L̸̨̼̰̫̟̫̓͜l̵̫̰̜̣̼̝̓̉̅͒́̈̃͜͝͝ ̴̢̜̝͔̳̻̣̎͜ͅͅt̷̛͍̞̦̦̀̈́̎̓͂̅͘̕͠Ḥ̴͗̎̂̈̔̽͘͝ḙ̵͈̾ ̵̡̖̪̟̖̿̿̽͊͘͜e̶̥̲̙̜̩͎̮̤͕̠͆͌̎̈́̃͗̚͝V̶̻̲̖̐̊̍͒i̷̡̛͖̫͎̼̤̍L̷̹̮̟̯̤̳̝̓̈́͊̃̌̆͘͝S̴̛̝̺̜̱̤̓̓͐̈̑͌̊͘̚ ̷͖͉̜͎͕̖͆͗̔͒̋̋̃̆̕͜͝i̸̛͍̒̂́̌͊̓̉̃̑N̸̡͉̣̼̙̣̗̘͓̬̐̂̈̾̽͗͠͝͝ ̴̡̮̩͕̖̱̳̜͓͋͆̊̚͝t̸̺̭̞̑͗͊͑̀̚͝ĥ̷͕͎̳͐̆̃̏͘Ę̸̫̣̩̘̰͇̔͐̍̆̐͛̋̽͠ ̷̛͉̭̺̱̲̤͑͆́̊͒̐W̶̛̩̫̞̘̭͕̤͈̲̍́̅̐̿͂͗͝õ̷̦̳̩͙̻͇͒́̈̑̈́͑̃Ŕ̴̡̗̙͓͈͖͉̬̅̑̎͐̄́̀̄L̴̟͉̼̗͖͎͂̒͂̏́͐̄͋͘Ḏ̵͓̹͈̯̪̈͘
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Shirou Emiya woke with a start. Placing his hand over his racing heart, he took deep breaths to calm down. Just a dream, he told himself. Just a dream. Glancing at the clock, he groaned. It was five in the morning! Sighing, he got out of bed. Past experience told him that there was no way he was getting back to sleep anytime soon. After shuffling to the bathroom and doing his business, he headed over to the kitchen to start making breakfast. A while later, just after he finished setting the table, the door flew open.
"SHIROU! FOOD!"
"In here Fuji-nee!" He called back.
And as his (honorary) big sister sprinted into the kitchen, Shirou's dream faded to the back of his mind.
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One-Shots and Story Ideas
FanfictionThis is just a bunch of ideas that are being tossed around in my head. Feel free to use them!