Watch me fall into the sky
Watch me fall into lies
Watch me walk into a haze
Watch me walk into the FAYZ
Michael Grant never thought he was a good singer. He sang horrible, in his opinion. But the bogus jazz music inspired him to make some lyrics to it. After all he had the first glimpse of the FAYZ right in front of him. He expected there to be traffic, reporters, scientist, all that sort. But all that was here was a lone road and a bad radio reception.
Watch me fall into the sky
Gone is Hunger and Lies
Nothing is here but the FAYZ
and all it relies on is
Plague
Wait that couldn't be nessesarily true. There's still the other two, Darkness and Light. If he would actually be willing to write them.
The bubble grew as he came closer. He distinctly saw a small gate-like entrance on the side. There a girl stood guard.
"Yee-oh!" she said when he came close.
"Uh, hi." He passed by towards the gate.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, man. Where do you think you're going?"
"Uh, in there?"
"Dude, don't you see? No adults allowed." she pointed at a sign above her.
"Well I'm a special adult. So, I need entrance to this place."
"Really? What makes you so special, old man?"
"Well one thing is that I created this."
"What you're the gaiaphage now?"
"No. I'm Michael Grant."
song inspired by band called Coldplay.
Girl inspired by my friend
now i know why there's a bit of ugly in here and the last one. I HAZ A COLD. sad right?
this only part 1. sry for the wait.