Hello! Its me, DN, and my trusty sidekicks Silvy and Vapy!
Silvy: Hiya!
Vap: Hey
Well then...please read and review and push the shiny review button at the bottem to tell me what you think!
Silvy/Vap: Please!
DREAMS
Dreaming of the things I have lost, of the things I could gain by opening my mind. Sadly, I cannot do that because of them. They, who ruin my life and force me to do things I do not want to do… why must they do this to me…why?
Ready to run at their hands on my shoulder, or petting me on my head for praise, I feel trapped in their world, alone and afraid, and there is no one I can turn to or nowhere to go to find help.
Always wondering what will happen to me if the boy called Sora doesn't come here, I continue drawing in my book, thinking of the times that I remember, the so-called "Good Times" in Castle Oblivion. My pictures help me calm down. I can draw, and have a sense of peace inside of me. I can draw, and they will come to reality if I want them too.
Wishing to be where everyone else is, the places I over hear them talking about, I draw what I see on their screens in the Control Room; Hollow Bastion…Atlantica…Twilight Town… and so many others. Oh, How I wish I could be like the people in those towns, carefree and doing what they want to, not like me, who is compared to a songbird in a cage of hawks.
"Incredible work, Namine," Marluxia would comment on my use of my powers or of my drawings. Oh, how he makes me feel sick inside! I know I could mess with his mind if I wanted to, but the fact is he's too strong for my powers to even touch him. And believe me; he could sic his "Minions" on me in a minute if I tried to hurt him.
Nobodies, that's what they are. People without hearts that fake their emotions. It scares me that they do it so well. I only wonder what they would really be like if they were human. Now, that would sort of be interesting.
Giants of evil, hearts of stone, their only prospective: to get the Hearts of innocent people, including the Keyblade Masters. I smirk to myself when they talk about it, since I know they will not succeed. I watch from the crystal orb in the room I always sit in to draw the Keyblade master fighting all the Heartless, quickly and with great strength. How do these people think to control this boy's heart, rather, his free will and spirit? I shudder, knowing their answer: Me.
Challenge: use the word D-R-A-W-I-N-G
For my first time on a FanFic (Rather, a poemy Fanfic thingy). Please tell me what you think. I am open for all comments. (good things or Flames, choose your pick).
Silvy: And Donuts if you have them:3
...Donuts? What are the donuts for?
Silvy: For Azian, of Course!
Vap: so typical...
Silvy: Shut Up, Vapy! -throws brick at-
Vap: -is brik'd-
...My gosh... ..