fallCold isn't it? The fall is chilly, but you've grown so much it feels icy to you compared to the heat of summer and all it brought you. Children long out of the house and probably almost ready to settle down? Are you sixty? Older? Fall is so calm, its the quietest i bet. Is it comforting with the quietness? Sitting outside by your tree that is affected by the change and dropping red and yellow leaves, wind whipping in your hair. It going to get colder, are you okay with that? The leaves almost gone as you enter eighty. Are you ready for the winter?
summerthe summer is the adult years that will the longest. The summer years are your twenties to your fifties. You prime years which flesh you out, and change you. The heat is strong like the pressures of the real world, and the family and friends you must work to keep. Its a brutal heat that is oddly fulfilling, almost blissful as you hold dear your memories like falling leave petals. Watch the trees though, the cold seasons are soon approaching as life flies by.
springFlowers bloomed this time of year, much like children starting out in the world. Growing into teen years but not to far into their twenties. The spring of the life is when it just begins. You cant tell what the flower is, what they will do, and when they will wither. Much like children with so much potential and life possible and in their reach.
lonelinessShe knew why they argued, Hope knew very well why they argued. It made her hate him more. Shes wrong though, she doesn't hate him. In all honesty...She needed him; he was her salvation from the village that mocked her even though she keeps them safe from monsters. Like him. Hes a monster, well... hes a vampire but close enough! He was the embodiment of things she should hate. He drank human blood, he has murdered, he can take down five vampire, he's fucking kissed me, and not to mention saved my life three times. I hated being a damsel because that's not what i am.
I know i need him around, my mom is dead and my dad is gone. My fiance is in Europe and i hate that guy to pieces. My small village hates and shuns me all except my teacher. He was the only thing i had, and i couldn't kill him even when i had the chance. I'm lonely and its sad when the person you hate most is the person you can't be happy without.
balloonsThe balloon the boy carried from the movie theater that he pretended was a dirigible was floating proudly. He mimicked the sound of a plain as he jumped over a crack, a rock, and ran torso first into a stump. He gasped and struggled to retain his breath he heard a shrill female voice that called out, roaring that adventure was out there.
His balloon floated out of his hand and the girl who he found in the house was trying to help him get his beloved floating friend back. He broke his arm.
Late at night he was laying against his bed post with his broken arm. He was thinking of the fiery red head with the loud voice, and his balloon. As though summoned by Zeus his balloon bumped against his glasses. He gasped when he gained his balloon back, and when he was the red-head. She told him a secret before forcing him to make a promise with her. She left declaring he was quiet and how she liked him. She hollered again for adventure before running off into the night. The balloon burst open when
birthchallenge 2: birth
I awoke from a sleep i don't recall, it was a deep sleep, a very calming sleep and i missed it. I looked up to see woman holding me, she was in a light blue outfit and she had a steady heartbeat... but it wasn't the heartbeat of my home. It was warm where i was sleeping and i was given to someone else, someone who was crying but wasn't sad. She was a woman and she held me to her breast and i felt the beat of my heart and home. Mom... I couldn't say it yet though, could I? She held me and spoke calmly.
My birth was complete.
mysterychallenge 1: mystery
Yuki Nagato sat very quietly in her own corner, sitting perfectly still with only the occasional head movement and turning of a page in her book. Her eyes skimmed the pages practically absorbing the word that sped by her, she barely gave them a gaze. She was an alien, something people would kill to kill or research. People would turn her into the FBI for money any-day... Humans did that. But, she turned her gaze to the only normal one of the group, who was slumped in his chair with his lolling back. His brown hair dangling carelessly as he let out a groan when God entered in her usual loud manner.
Kyon was different as Yuki mused thousands of times over, he looked after the time traveler, was admired by the esper, and was the one God loved. Kyon knew their secrets and they never posed a threat to hurt him if he revealed them. Kyon never did reveal them, even if he did she knew non of the others would be willing to hurt him. Why wouldn't he reveal us? Why didn't he