PleaseTake me into your armslet me put my hands against your palmslet my mind simply rest with your heart.Let us just be.We can hide from the worldand all the lies they have hurld.Let us run away to a place of our own,One that may never be known.It may not last foreverbut maybe if we are cleverwe can run away againor stay and fight till we are slain.So take me into your armslet me trace the lines on your palmsand let us just belet us lie there calmly.
YouYou don't see this glass facadéYou don't understand that I'm beginning to fade.You ignore my subtle hintsYou never make any sense.You carry on about nothingYou are only keen if it is youCritisism, pain, hurtful remarksYou are the cause.You bring the attack.
Paper PeopleLittle stick figuresliving pencil livesremoving the sharp edgesthat cut the rest of us like knives.Their plastic facesever so faketheir little racesthey go through so much effort to make.Their cat-like walkand not to mention their talk.They say its rightbut there are so many wrongs in sight.
The Sanctuary: Chapter OneThe Sanctuary was a beautiful building, mainly because it was so old. It hadn't been added to in years, the original architects had known what it was going to be used for and so there was plenty of rooms and space. It was built on top of a hill with steps leading to a U shaped courtyard. The courtyard was surrounded by classrooms with a square fountain in the middle. There was a raised marble platform in front of the fountain along with eight flag poles. This was so that when an assembly of the Sanctuary was called members could sit on the steps while the leaders spoke.The flag poles flew seven flags; each had the image of an animal and the colours of the division. The sanctuary was divided into eight divisions. The division of Regality flew a golden lion with a red flag, they were known for their aloof characters and the made sure that the Sanctuary was never anything less than amazing to the common eye. The Division of Knowledge flew a brown owl with a green and black back-ground; t
The Sanctuary PrologueHe was breathing heavily when he came to a stop; his body had not yet finished changing from its wolf form. Black and blue tufts of fur clung to his skin while his ears shrunk and his tail disappeared. The change was not a silent one and it was accompanied by the clicking and popping of bones and they reformed and the squishy-slushy sound of his internal organs moving about. The change from wolf to man was painless as he had long since forgotten which was his original form.Once the transformation was complete he studied the clearing as a human would, he had of course studied it in his wolf form, taking in the scents and sights yet his sight in wolf form was limited. In human form he could see so much more.Three bodies lay strewn across the clearing, all completely dead. Their eyes had been hollowed out so that when one looked at their face there were simply black holes where the eyes should be. It was an extremely unnerving thing. Once he expected that his enemies would have done thi