Bits & Pieces From The Shots
"I screamed and cried as I reached for something, anything to grab onto just to make me stop plummeting to my death. Tearing filling the brims of my already watery eyes. As I got further and further to the ground I took one last look at the abyss around me then just closed my eyes, giving up and accepting my fate."
"Just like Ḣ̡͍̺̿̅͐̄͐ͧͩ̕e̛̬̣̗̒̈́ͨ̓̿͑ wanted me to."
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"Hey? Can you hear me?" He called out to the demon as his voice echoed, loudly throughout the room.
The boy jumped as his head jerked up. The demon frantically looked around, trying to find out where the soft booming voice came from. In the distance he saw a masculine tall, male. Tears covered the green haired boy's faced as softly spoke out,
"....P-Please... h-help... me-e...." His voice was raspy and low. He pulled on the chains as his body moved towards Dark, watching as he tried to get closer.
Dark tried his best to move closer, but it seemed as every step he made the distance between him and Anti became further and further. He stopped in his tracks and growled in irritation as he noticed this. Dark called out to the boy again,
"I don't know how to help you if I don't know where you are, but I promise I'll find a way to get to you and help you. Just hold on a little longer and I'll come to get you. I promise, okay?" Dark watched him as he nodded his head. God. He looked so exhausted. Dark yelled out again, "What- What's your name?"
The small green haired man opened his mouth to speak as his voice still sounded torn, "....M-My name's..." He tried his best to clear his throat, but it made it hurt worse then it already did, "...A-Ant-ti..." He paused for a moment, "Y-yours?"
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𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧.
In a world that screams, I stand in despair,
My voice drowned out, lost in the air.
Chains of tradition tighten each day,
I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay.
Each breath I take feels heavy and torn,
Every mistake a scar I've worn.
I crave a sky where I can be free,
Away from the walls that imprison me.
For now, I sit with my heart in pain,
Silent, yet screaming, again and again.
Though shattered, a spark in me still survives,
Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.