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Whispering Clouds by kal0193 Whispering Clouds :iconkal0193:kal0193 1 0
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Somewhere 14
Ansa paced.
4 walls.
always four walls.
With a roof.
Wouldn’t want the clipped wings bird to fly away, now would we?

But a window. Her fingers touched the window. She had a window now. Pressing every finger against the glass, she spreads out her hands. I want to go outside. I want to go outside so badly.
Didn’t they understand? Didn’t he understand? Didn’t anyone understand?
Her fingers curled away from the taunt of freedom. He put the window here to mock me. That I’ll never be free. That always be trapped here by his family.
I hate him. I hate Gareth. I hate everything about him and his family.
Knees buckling, she leaned against the wall. She was his family. My uncle kidnapped me. Held me captive. Slaughtered my home, my village, my family. His son. His grandson. So many. Years. Gone. Deaths. Friends. Lost.
‘Her power is a curse! Not a blessing! Do you call living forever a good thing!?’
Ansa’s feet lead her to her desk. An
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My Rain
The woman tilted her head back. Her long elegant neck was exposed, vulnerable, as her eyes closed as soft sweet gasp expanding her lungs. Water dripped down her white face, soaking her brown hair to black and ran along her dry, cracked lips. Her black eyelashes brushed against her pink cheeks as they slipped closed. The rain caressed her skin as she let it erase all the cruel words, all the hurt, all the pain and just lived.
Peacefully.
In the moment.
Now.
Besides...
What could  possible be wrong with a girl standing in the rain?
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Painting the Sky by kal0193 Painting the Sky :iconkal0193:kal0193 2 0
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Somewhere 13
“NO!” her mother screamed, was screaming, couldn't stop the scream. The nightmare had finally come true. The soldier were dragging away her baby girl.
"MOMMY!" Ansa cried, weeping, fear, confusion, all over her face. What was happening? What was happening?
Her mother ran after them. “Don’t touch her!” Flashing, blinding panic. Her hand struck out at one of the soldiers without even thinking. The man's eyes were like a black hole of rage, sucking everything in their path. "How dare you?" He raised his head and struck the little girl's face.
“STOP! NO! Don’t hurt her! No! Please!” her mother’s screams and screams and screams and tears flow down her face as people grab her arms and held them behind her back. “Please!” The soldier that she hit, then struck her across the face so hard that even with people holding her up, that she struggled to remain standing. But then, the ground met her face. They had let go. Momentarily
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Literature
RomanoXReaderXEngland 4
PART 4
Come back to Me
**Romano’s Pov**

I ran my hands through my hair as I paced in my room. THAT couldn’t have gone any worse then it did. Why did that pathetic whiner baby bastard have to be there? He just HAD to be there and RUIN everything! It was ALL his fault!
____ would have... ____ was going to listen to me when she opened the door. I could tell.  I remembered the spark of hope that flared into a full out fire of hope then turned into a wild raging fire of anger when that bastard came up from behind her.
Why, why, why, why, WHY?!?!?!
Maybe... maybe I shouldn’t have punched him... But he was being so damn annoying! And being rude to ____! She deserved better then that dumby!
“Bonjour! It is me! Francis to save the day!” he threw open the door and walked into the room.
Romano already regretted calling him when he heard the annoying France's voice. He watched him stride into the room with a ease and confidence that greatly annoyed Lovino even
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Somewhere 13
“NO!” her mother screamed, was screaming, couldn't stop the scream. The nightmare had finally come true. The soldier were dragging away her baby girl.
"MOMMY!" Ansa cried, weeping, fear, confusion, all over her face. What was happening? What was happening?
Her mother ran after them. “Don’t touch her!” Flashing, blinding panic. Her hand struck out at one of the soldiers without even thinking. The man's eyes were like a black hole of rage, sucking everything in their path. "How dare you?" He raised his head and struck the little girl's face.
“STOP! NO! Don’t hurt her! No! Please!” her mother’s screams and screams and screams and tears flow down her face as people grab her arms and held them behind her back. “Please!” The soldier that she hit, then struck her across the face so hard that even with people holding her up, that she struggled to remain standing. But then, the ground met her face. They had let go. Momentarily
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Hell
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You love to watch me break
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Somewhere 12
A slapping hand struck Gareth’s cheek, causing him to jerk back in absolute shock. The surprised look in his eyes quickly turned to anger. “What was that for?” he demanded. He yelled. He shouted. “Why did you hit me? Why did you strike me?” yelling, yelling, yelling, yelling, yelling.
She curled back. “I don't like you that way.” Why wasn’t she yelling? Why was she whispering? Why couldn’t she yell? She wanted to yell. Yell. Yell. Yell. Yell back at him. YELL.
Hurt, hurt, hurting, hurting, hurt on his face, hurt in his eyes, his body, hurt, hurt, hurt. He ran out of the room. The door Crashed. Banged. Smashed. Whacked. Boomed. Whammed. Cracked. Slammed closed closed closed closed closed.
Now she yelled. Screamed. Cried. Howled. Shrieked. Wailed.
“You can leave!
You can leave this room!
You can leave this house!
You can leave!
You are free!
You can go outside!
You can breath in the fresh air!
You can see other people!
Speak wit
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Somewhere 11
Their howls are sending chills down my spine
And time is running out now
They're coming down the hills from behind

The thousands of scents from the city overflowed Adair’s wolf nose as it flared. Swallowing a growl, he followed Gabriel through the crowd. There was a collar around his neck that was connected to a leash. Adair had to swallow his pride to go along with this plan. They had toned down his wolf features (don’t ask him how) and he was now pretending to be a dog. Gabriel had came up with this idea, and even though Adair hadn’t liked it, he had to admit it was a smart idea.
Adair licked his lips when he got a strong whiff of beef from one of the restaurants. With a rumbling stomach, he tried to shift his attention back to the task at hand... but he was so hungry. This reminded him of the night of the full moon... two weeks ago... The fierce power of it. The moon screaming at him. Blood. Meat. Food. His eyes closed briefly. It had been worst then normal.
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Who's there?
Flowing
    Soaring
          Running
                 Walking
Drip....
           Drop....
                               Happy
                                          Dancing
                                                       Smiling
                                                                   Laughing
Spinning....
               
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Somewhere 10
The chaos that followed after Ryu showed up... was the worst thing you could imagine. The burning fire that surrounded the terrified people, Ansa was sure, was from hell. The flames licked up their homes, their food, everything the little town worked so hard to achieve. Years and years of labour was gone in a matter of minutes.
The screams of a hundred people could be heard as powers and normals ran for their lives. Her father had told her to run away with her mother and she had... but she came back. She refused to leave him to defend for himself, even though she knew full well, with his power, he could easily survive. But Ansa's thought were not clear. The fire, the smoke, the ash, the horror had entered her mind, allowing no rational thought to enter.
Hacking, she drove deeper into the smoke, the sparks for the fire burning her bare skin. The smell of burnt flesh made her want to gag or turn tail and run but she had to find her father; had to make sure he was ok.
A growling shout
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Somewhere 9
The two men studied each other as they sat on opposite ends of the long glass table; Gareth, who was at the head, and Savio, who was at the base.
Savio was an interesting man but wasn't questioned for his had plenty of power. He was wealthy and held the third highest seat in 'They City's' government which meant many people would kiss his feet in hopes he would do something for them in return. This man was cocky, proud, sure and always had a little smirk on his face as if he knew something you didn't. With his black hair, dark eyes and pale white skin, he was also would be quite a looker if it weren't for the black top hat he always seemed to be wearing and the black mustache above his upper lip. He couldn't be more than 30 but there it was.
Gareth moved his brown bang back -a nervous habit- then folded his hands neatly in front of him on the table. "Who do I owe for this... unexpected visit?" He eyed the other man's fancy suit and tie.
An amused chuckle came from Savio then he smiled h
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Always be with you
They will always be with you,
                 haunting you,
                                    tormenting you,
making you wish
                                you had done something differently,
                                                                                          then maybe they would still
                                                     
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Somewhere 8
It's in your eyes
What's on your mind
I fear your smile and the promise inside

"Gabriel..." the harsh whisper and the shaking was the first thing that woke him up so stinken early. "Gabriel... wake up, you idiot..." He blinked open his eyes to see Adair leaning over him, the sun shining behind his head.
Morning already? "Wha-" Gabriel started to ask, sleepily, but Adair clasped a hand over his mouth, silencing him instantly.
"Be. Quiet." Adair hissed between his teeth then shifted into a wolf. Gabriel tried, he honestly did, to be quiet as he slowly sat up and got to half stand half crouch position. He was just getting in a better comfortable position, not really see what the great big deal was when a big loud noise went-
BANG!
The gunshot surprised him so badly that he let out a girly squeak (embarrassing to say the least) and fell backwards onto his butt. It took him a few seconds to realize that the gun hadn't even been aimed at them- that the bullet hadn't even come near the
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Somewhere 7
It's the fear,
The fear of the dark
It's growing inside of me

"Welcome to the 10 Ceremony everyone!" The friendly man grinned. He was, I guess you could call, the mayor of their little town. His power or "gift" as he liked to call them, was the ability to sense what power you had. That is why he created this ceremony in the first place. Age ten is the latest your power comes. If you didn't have it by then that means you wouldn't be getting it. Benigno (or Bingo as everyone called him) clapped his hands together, looking at 20 or so kids that had lined up alphabetically already. He knew them all by name, the sweet kids. He enjoyed this yearly ceremony.
Ansa waved at her best friend, Haluk the nature-lover, and he gave her his charming smile. Even at his age, he could swoon a heart. He was a cute one.
Ansa's eyes sparked with amusement. He was before her (his last name was Bai; hers was Paris). When Bingo got to Haluk, he took his hand in his and closed his eyes for a moment
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