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Onyx Angel part 3Once Tristan was out of the shower, he checked to make sure is head wasn't bleeding anymore and he got dressed. He threw on black skinny jeans and a light blue, darker blue stripped V-neck tee, along with the black rings in his lower lip. He stared at his pale grey eyes, thinking. Well, maybe she'll be in my school; she looked 16, a year younger than me. And, maybe today I could try to look presentable instead of soaking wet from the snow and covered in blood. Jeez, it's like I'm obsessed. After combing out his hair and making sure it was actually straight, he went downstairs and watched the snow fall. His mom still wasn't up by the time he was leaving, so he ran up to her room and kissed her cheek before grabbing his keys, sweatshirt and backpack. He put on his high-top fully black converse. He ran out to his car and jumped in, waiting for it to heat up a bit. Even though it was only a 2007, the Nissan 350z's heater was a piece of crap.
After he started driving for a few minutes he sa
Onyx Angel part 2As he got closer, he noticed her shoulder bobbing as silent sobs wracked her body. Tristan went to put his hand on her shoulder, but inches away from touching her skin, a crow cawed. She jerked her head up, her hair blowing in the soft wind. The crow land a few feet ahead of her and cocked its head. The snow turned red under its feet as it walked away, towards a heap on the ground. The angel put her hand out and the bird lit with a brilliant flame, causing Tristan to jump back and fall.
Tristan's eyes sprang open. He was lying back in the snow, as the snow fell gingerly on top of him. He went to sit up, but a hand sprang up out of the corner of his vision, landing on his chest, pushing him back down to the ground softly. He gasped as a sweet sounding voice spoke.
"Don't get up, you hit your head hard and you were bleeding. I found you while I was walking back home, oh sorry, I'm Scarlett," She said as Tristan took a few deep breaths to slow his heart rate down.
"It's fine, I'm-," Trist
Onxy Angel part 1The onyx angel sat with her head on her knees, hiding her face from the barren winter's snow. Her long, midnight hair cascaded down her back as her wings sat, crumpled and broken against her pale frame.
Tristan sat up straight in bed. Sweat poured down his chest and his forehead. His black hair was ruffled and hung in his face. He took a deep breath and then shifted his eyes to his clock. 2:16 on a Friday morning. He sighed and then leaned against the wall. Glancing out his window, he noticed something unusual. Cars parked in the driveway next door. Great neighbors, he thought. I was quite alright with being the only family on the street. He looked out the window a bit long before he noticed something else. Soft lights flickering in the room which he presumed to be the attic. Candles.
After trying unsuccessfully to go back to sleep, Tristan decided to go on a walk. He threw on a sweatshirt and went downstairs quietly, as to not wake his mom. He grabbed his iPod off the table and left.
AndromedaAmongst the darkened skies
Brightened by only starlight
Field & Sea.
Gravity is only an afterthought
Hilltops become ladders into the sky while
Inferior planets stare down upon the Earth
Jealous of such simplicity yet contemplating grandeur.
Keppler only thought of science
Linear, elliptical, movement…
Mythology had no such thoughts
Neptune & Nebulas both inhabit space
Orbiting across the lonely darkness
Probably never worried about mundane things
Questioning their existence
Right now or for all eternity such as us.
Shooting stars make us joyful while
Terminator is an otherworldly spectacle
Unknown to all those hidden in their houses
Various stars await us outside
Waiting to play like we did before
Xenagogue & inviting
Youthful but ancient curiosities.
Zenith induced euphoria continues until daylight…
dead dog julyI.
the summer heat lays limp in the city’s lap,
breathing long oppressive breaths.
it does not even lift its lolling head
to bark out hoarse indignancy
when a strange man brings the mail.
there might be heavy rain today,
brought by some swollen, murmuring cloud.
the world will whirl and howl,
then settle down,
to die a little more.
o, quickly, love,
press your back against the wall in fear
as the universe spreads her arms and
shuts her eyes
and starts to summon the end of all things.
come with me
to the place of windows full of speechless afternoon
hot windy whispers of half-formed solutions and resolutions,
sweltering sunlit meadows we’ll wander and then forget.
o quickly, love,
let’s to the season of forgetting
and unwind all of our harshest memories
and fill the universe’s mouth
with mute cotton.
i’ll whisper these words to you some evening
with all my exigency in the hand i rest on your arm—
Transformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in War
Setting: Sometime during the Bay films
Characters: Optimus Prime
We came to this planet because ours was gone.
The quest for power consumed our home. The need for domination destroyed us. Still we live, and yet there is a piece in each of us that has been decimated forever. We will never recover what we have lost.
I look down upon this planet, and I wonder why we try.
It is evident by now that we have lost the capacity for peace. War follows in our wake. We came to retrieve the AllSpark, which has long since been lost, and we are still here. All that came of attempting to revive our planet was the relocation of the war from our planet of death to this planet of life. There is so much life on this planet. All of it we have sworn to protect. This is the promise we have made to them. But the promise would not need to have been made if we had never co
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