Goodnight Moon.. :)
He set up the mic, played a small tune on his piano and cleared his throat. Becca had gone to sleep and he wrote a song for her, yet he had no nerve to tell her about it mais or less sing it to her.
Closing his eyes he flipped the light switch so he was in utter darkness and set his fingers on the piano. One por one they began playing a tune, no sooner he began singing.
"And don't go to cama yet, love,
I think it's early,
And we just need a little time to ourselves.
If my mural clock tells me that it's four
In the morning,
I'll give it hell.
'Cause I've been trying way too long,
To try to be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to urso alone.
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedroom and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
Becca woke from a pure craving Tyler, she ventured through The Cave she walked searching for her devious firecaster. She continued to walk until a faint voice drifted through her ears. She followed the noise until she came to a door.
The cantar got louder.
"And sing for me softly, love,
Your song for tomorrow
And tell me my name's the one sitting in there somewhere
And dream for me anything, but dream
It in color about
When all the sun's still rising and we don't care
And I've been trying way too long,
To try and be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to urso alone.
So goodnight you,
And goodnight moon,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She opened the door lookin at the boy astonished, for he had a small glow to him, like fire. She closed it slowly and sunk to the ground listening. Her eyes closed as a smile shined on her face.
"Then here you were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Just feel her lips,
Lock on to every breath I take;
Can't breath it in.
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
And you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She didn't know it but Tyler was fully aware that she was there. He would have stopped but he couldn't. Tears that slipped from his eyes rose in steam from the heat he generated. Becca closed her eyes tighter and slinked forward, holding back salty tears. Tyler continued.
"Oh, from goodnight moon....
Then here you were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling..."
Eyes shut tight, Becca smiled more. Tyler got up and walked over to her, wiped her eyes, and cupped her face.
She opened her eyes and peered into his. He kissed her passionatly, pulled away and muttered,"I amor you.. I'm sorry I'm not around much." She hugged him and sniffled out an okay.
And they sat there.. in the dark holding each other.
_________
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
____________________
Weeeee! ;D
He set up the mic, played a small tune on his piano and cleared his throat. Becca had gone to sleep and he wrote a song for her, yet he had no nerve to tell her about it mais or less sing it to her.
Closing his eyes he flipped the light switch so he was in utter darkness and set his fingers on the piano. One por one they began playing a tune, no sooner he began singing.
"And don't go to cama yet, love,
I think it's early,
And we just need a little time to ourselves.
If my mural clock tells me that it's four
In the morning,
I'll give it hell.
'Cause I've been trying way too long,
To try to be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to urso alone.
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedroom and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
Becca woke from a pure craving Tyler, she ventured through The Cave she walked searching for her devious firecaster. She continued to walk until a faint voice drifted through her ears. She followed the noise until she came to a door.
The cantar got louder.
"And sing for me softly, love,
Your song for tomorrow
And tell me my name's the one sitting in there somewhere
And dream for me anything, but dream
It in color about
When all the sun's still rising and we don't care
And I've been trying way too long,
To try and be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to urso alone.
So goodnight you,
And goodnight moon,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She opened the door lookin at the boy astonished, for he had a small glow to him, like fire. She closed it slowly and sunk to the ground listening. Her eyes closed as a smile shined on her face.
"Then here you were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Just feel her lips,
Lock on to every breath I take;
Can't breath it in.
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
And you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She didn't know it but Tyler was fully aware that she was there. He would have stopped but he couldn't. Tears that slipped from his eyes rose in steam from the heat he generated. Becca closed her eyes tighter and slinked forward, holding back salty tears. Tyler continued.
"Oh, from goodnight moon....
Then here you were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling..."
Eyes shut tight, Becca smiled more. Tyler got up and walked over to her, wiped her eyes, and cupped her face.
She opened her eyes and peered into his. He kissed her passionatly, pulled away and muttered,"I amor you.. I'm sorry I'm not around much." She hugged him and sniffled out an okay.
And they sat there.. in the dark holding each other.
_________
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
____________________
Weeeee! ;D
Daily Episode
dia Forty-Nine:
Static Shock Episode Four: "Grounded"
Link: link
Summary: While analyzing a part of an amoeba mutated por the Big Bang, Virgil and Richie become locked in school late at night with the protesting journalism class, led por Frieda.
What's the lesson from this? Don't use your school lab for superhero research unless you're (a) dressed as said superhero or (b) you're positive no one will get harmed por the experiment. Listen to that, Virgil.
dia Forty-Nine:
Static Shock Episode Four: "Grounded"
Link: link
Summary: While analyzing a part of an amoeba mutated por the Big Bang, Virgil and Richie become locked in school late at night with the protesting journalism class, led por Frieda.
What's the lesson from this? Don't use your school lab for superhero research unless you're (a) dressed as said superhero or (b) you're positive no one will get harmed por the experiment. Listen to that, Virgil.
Alias: Arwin
Age: 16
Occupation/Alliance: Hero
Appearance: Long black hair, laranja eyes, 5' 5"
Powers/skills/weapons: powers over the element earth, martial arts, and her family heir loom (a magic staff)
Personality: Withdrawn, optimistic, kind, brave, courageous, shy, cynical, hard-working, loyal
History: After being given into the care of her grandparents without warning Lana's parents mysteriously went missing. Lana discovered their family heir loom when she went looking for her parents a ano later. She took the heir loom into her possesion after leitura a note left with the heir loom por her parents. When she was fifteen she left her grandparents to train her powers. After training for three years and discovering many things Lana returned to her grandparent's house to find them gone. From that point on Lana decided that secrets only killed people rather than kept the safe.