Skylar awoke to the sound of buzzing in his ears.
He opened his eyes. Blurs of colours swam before his eyes: greens, oranges, yellows. No distinctive shapes could be made out in the colours. He realized, startled, that he couldn't see.
But he could feel. He was lying in a small cot of some sort, and he was completely naked. There were cotton sheets under him and he was covered with a thick woollen blanket. At the touch of the soft material, his vision immediately began to cloud with various hues of pink.
He stretched out his hands, and felt metal bars on both sides of him. He saw purples and blues. He lightl
She had only left the mansion two weeks ago to visit her sick father, but it already felt like ages. Before she left, he gave her his ring, making her promise to return in a week. He remembered her smiling – oh, that smile drove him wild – and saying, “I promise,” before turning, her white horse galloping and disappearing into the mist.
He paced around his garden quietly, missing her more by the minute. The song of the birds was the only thing that stopped everything from falling into an empty silence. His nose was filled with sweet fragrances of lilies, asters, and roses ... Roses – those were
“Mommy! Look! They handed out the yearbooks today!” Lucy yelled joyfully as she ran down the hall of the great mansion, her shouts echoing off the walls and her stockinged feet pitter-pattering on the linoleum floor. It was the last day of school and she was excited for the two-month-long summer break that stretched gloriously ahead of her.
Mother turned around, leaving her cooking for the moment. “Really? Let me see, dear.” She wiped her hands on her apron, smiling warmly at the sight of her youngest daughter – her light brown hair astray and her bright blue eyes filled with glee – as she
Skylar awoke to the sound of buzzing in his ears.
He opened his eyes. Blurs of colours swam before his eyes: greens, oranges, yellows. No distinctive shapes could be made out in the colours. He realized, startled, that he couldn't see.
But he could feel. He was lying in a small cot of some sort, and he was completely naked. There were cotton sheets under him and he was covered with a thick woollen blanket. At the touch of the soft material, his vision immediately began to cloud with various hues of pink.
He stretched out his hands, and felt metal bars on both sides of him. He saw purples and blues. He lightl
“Mommy! Look! They handed out the yearbooks today!” Lucy yelled joyfully as she ran down the hall of the great mansion, her shouts echoing off the walls and her stockinged feet pitter-pattering on the linoleum floor. It was the last day of school and she was excited for the two-month-long summer break that stretched gloriously ahead of her.
Mother turned around, leaving her cooking for the moment. “Really? Let me see, dear.” She wiped her hands on her apron, smiling warmly at the sight of her youngest daughter – her light brown hair astray and her bright blue eyes filled with glee – as she
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EIGHT THINGS ABOUT MYSELF
1. I don't exactly have a fear of holes and clusters (trypophobia), but I do find them creepy and gross.
2. It's hard for me to make good friends because I am an awkward and antisocial person.
3. I don't find politics especially interesting or appealing. I prefer the sciences.
4. I am always able