Don't ~
Call For Silence

You didn't ever ask me why it's "all for love," did you? You just assumed that "all for one" meant not "only for one" but "one for all." You misunderstood when I said "all for love." It didn't mean that I forgot friendship or alliance. You should have read the book, girl, rather than writing your own and pretending I wouldn't see what you'd hidden beneath it. I lifted those pages away and it's still "all for one." When will you learn to see what I said when I said ...

Third Person Objective

A man in a heavy overcoat wisked into the room. Without bothering to close the door behind him, he turned around twice, looking for something. A short woman in a floral top followed him in, fanning herself with a cloth and leaning against the door frame.

"Maggie! I think it's here this time! It's gotta be!" he exclaimed, hurrying on to the next room.

Third Person Limited

“Hey there,” she said, pulling her legs up a step.

“Hey,” he replied. “What’re you making?”

“Paper cranes, for summer. I was thinking, if I can make enough I’ll turn them into a curtain for the living room.”

“Oh. Why’re you doing that out here?”

She smiled and handed him the one she just finished, “I like it better out here.”

“What’ll you do if the wind picks up?...

Forgiveness materializes along the path

In a blue frock and golden eye

Asking you to remember

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Come, wisdom,

Pick up and go,

This world you subscribe to is beautiful.

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In Autumn

I came to the gates

Expecting to take a walk,

But the happy rays

Of smoke that rose

From the village up ahead

Made me take back my decision

And spend the evening drunk instead.

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I don't know what it is

That makes you turn the lights on

At two in the morning.

I don't know the reason

You rise from bed

And cannot sleep.

I hope you know

That I'm not bothered

It's face is cracked and jagged, hollow where blue eyes should be blinking back from under too-thick eye lashes. It's skull has been shattered straight down into it's jaw so that now it's sitting in a cup-like space that it should have been securely covering. A touch would cause what's left of this delicate face to crumble away, leaving only dust and a body with no left hand upon the floor.

            Ami opens the door for me. She’ll be acting as my second in this faceoff, stepping in if something happens, or running away. This is her trial to begin with and I still had to take on the role of the hero and complete this task, leaving her only to make sure we’re not locked out and strand...