NOTE: When I wrote this it was a sims 2 story, and a prologue. So keep that in mind, in the style it is written. :)
THE COUNCIL
PROLOGUE:
Parker Rose-Allen Smith slept soundly in her bed. Her sky blue comforter was pulled over her mousy brown hair, protecting her from the harsh cold that swept in-and-out of her Главная in Oregon. Soft fingers pulled the comforter down to expose her small, loving, beautiful face.
The fingers belonged to a stranger, a touch she winced from, realizing they had never met her face before. The strangers face was kind, and young. A smile crept over the srtangers face as he, the stranger, caressed Parker's face lovingly.
She shifted, onto her stomach, burying her face into the soft, old pillow. The stranger pulled back and stepped backwards. Bright wings unfurled out of the boy's back. His white wings were speckled with gold, a magnificent sight. It was hard to imagine that this stranger, this handsome, trustworthy, looking boy, could be such a danger to this world.
All Ты could see in the night were a single set of heaven-worthy wings fly off of Mr. Smith's home, lonely and sad-like.
Thank you! :)
THE COUNCIL
PROLOGUE:
Parker Rose-Allen Smith slept soundly in her bed. Her sky blue comforter was pulled over her mousy brown hair, protecting her from the harsh cold that swept in-and-out of her Главная in Oregon. Soft fingers pulled the comforter down to expose her small, loving, beautiful face.
The fingers belonged to a stranger, a touch she winced from, realizing they had never met her face before. The strangers face was kind, and young. A smile crept over the srtangers face as he, the stranger, caressed Parker's face lovingly.
She shifted, onto her stomach, burying her face into the soft, old pillow. The stranger pulled back and stepped backwards. Bright wings unfurled out of the boy's back. His white wings were speckled with gold, a magnificent sight. It was hard to imagine that this stranger, this handsome, trustworthy, looking boy, could be such a danger to this world.
All Ты could see in the night were a single set of heaven-worthy wings fly off of Mr. Smith's home, lonely and sad-like.
Thank you! :)
Prologue Look at the world, yeah go on and look at it. Now tell me, What do Ты see? Home? Life? Secrets? Death? Anything? Well most people always see it differently. But they never see what’s right in front of them.
When Ты look at the world Ты always see the small things. Ты never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised by ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… или never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but Ты ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
When Ты look at the world Ты always see the small things. Ты never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised by ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… или never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but Ты ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
Okay this fits to be Статья worthy. I have this budding idea for a story about a girl named Skye(real named skylar) who discovers that she and her two Друзья are Sirens ( a different kind than Ты think). They all have ibdividual powers like Skye can use other peoples power, Hazelle and Gabriel,s powers are conjuring огонь and Hazelle can shapeshift objects. Their parents were Друзья and there dads, and hazelle and gabriel have one parent while skye has none, she lives with her aunt and she has this Остаться в живых sister who thinks she is a Siren but is their kinds' enemy. Meanwhile Hazelle and Gabriel are dating but skye and him are close because their moms were Друзья and wjen her parents died she lived with them for a while as kids. So eventually they like each other. This story is confusing and jeeds work but its what i have. Tell me should i tweek it или leave it alone. Also give me insight into what to do to fix it. Thanks.
Falling...
Sometimes she’s down by the river
или other times by her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever by her side
She’s avoided by everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
Sometimes she’s down by the river
или other times by her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever by her side
She’s avoided by everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
