TheBlackCircus

`I ran as fast as I could. My pulse grew louder as the beating of my heart slowly made its way into my ears. My thoughts screamed and yelled “Stop it!”, yet the pulse only continued to get louder. I heard the light tapping of feet coming from behind me and gradually growing in intensity. If it weren’t for my keen senses I would not have noticed it at all. The footsteps were almost silent, as if walking…except these footsteps were tapping just as fast as my pulse- it was the sound of sprinting. I did not know what was behind me. Who was it? Or more importantly, what was it? I was scared and began to hesitate. What am I doin

May I tell you a story of a very special girl                                                                                                                 Trying her best to survive in this very scary world                                                                                                     wielding a sword in her hand every single day Slicing down everything and everybody in her way The bloody red ribbon tied up in her hair Was a certain signal that no people would dare approach the bloody girl who never made a sound unless you hear the laughing of the murderer from town please will you hear this story of a very fr

The Prince "Why do they look at me with hungry eyes?" He asked while in a deep slumber A voice called out to him from the darkness "That is because they love you, my dear boy." He tossed and turned in his sleep "Love? I know no such word." The voice giggled His heart ached "Why do you laugh at me, voice?" He waited for an answer "Why, you ask?" "That is because the word 'love' was never meant to be heard by a dazzling prince such as yourself." He lay still "A prince?" He listened into the darkness "Yes, a prince of many colors." The prince did not answer "May I ask you something, dear prince?"  A new, more gentle voice called.