Electralisis: Ghosts of Yesterday
Chapter 1: Memories of a Midnight Rainbow
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The sun rose, breaking through the shadows of night, and still he stood. Emerald eyes focussed not on the rising orange ball, but on the moon; shattered adn broken in a confused act of hatred. Though the sky was quickly fading from black, one could still see the midnight rainbow that refreacted off the moon. It was not at this which he shed tears, they were for the one who had made his own memorial in the sky... and now that one was gone; lost in a battle just two days ago.
He could still see the other's face as he plummeted towards the blue planet. A look of sadness had crossed his features but somehow, he looked thankful. It was if he was happy to die, but his death had scarred Sonic. The blue hedgehog had lost, not a rival, but an equal and a true friend. And that left him feeling alone in the world which idolized him. He just wanted the pain in his heart to end and for the reoccuring nightmares to stop. They wouldn't.
A gentle hand on his shoulder jarred him from his ravine. He turned to look at the one behind him. Emerald eyes met sappire for an instant before breaking away. She was worried about him, that beautiful, brown ground squirrel... Sally. He breathed a raggid sigh before averting his eyes to the broken moon.
"Are you okay, Sonic?" She asked in a dreamy voice. He didn't answer. He couldn't. If he said he was okay, he would be severing the last strings he had to hold onto Shadow. But if he said he wasn't, she would persuade him into telling her into what had happened. He wasn't asure if he could handle that pain. "Sonic?"
"I- I can't, Sal..." He whispered closing his eyes. Hot tears slowly crawled down his cheeks, kissed away by the morning breeze. "... Not just yet..."
"I understand." Sally whispered, moving to stand beside the blue hedgehog. She leaned against him and held him in a hug. Silence soon grew to shrowd the two, neither one caring if the world woke up. One watched the sun rise, the other watched as ghosts from yesterday danced before his eyes.
He slept...
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Am I good or what? You readers want to know something funny? I only write this good when I'm in a dark mood, which is kinda easy for me to sink into being Bipolar. Anyway, How am I doing? You guys like it, or should I scrap it? Respond or flame, please!
Chapter 1: Memories of a Midnight Rainbow
* * * * *
The sun rose, breaking through the shadows of night, and still he stood. Emerald eyes focussed not on the rising orange ball, but on the moon; shattered adn broken in a confused act of hatred. Though the sky was quickly fading from black, one could still see the midnight rainbow that refreacted off the moon. It was not at this which he shed tears, they were for the one who had made his own memorial in the sky... and now that one was gone; lost in a battle just two days ago.
He could still see the other's face as he plummeted towards the blue planet. A look of sadness had crossed his features but somehow, he looked thankful. It was if he was happy to die, but his death had scarred Sonic. The blue hedgehog had lost, not a rival, but an equal and a true friend. And that left him feeling alone in the world which idolized him. He just wanted the pain in his heart to end and for the reoccuring nightmares to stop. They wouldn't.
A gentle hand on his shoulder jarred him from his ravine. He turned to look at the one behind him. Emerald eyes met sappire for an instant before breaking away. She was worried about him, that beautiful, brown ground squirrel... Sally. He breathed a raggid sigh before averting his eyes to the broken moon.
"Are you okay, Sonic?" She asked in a dreamy voice. He didn't answer. He couldn't. If he said he was okay, he would be severing the last strings he had to hold onto Shadow. But if he said he wasn't, she would persuade him into telling her into what had happened. He wasn't asure if he could handle that pain. "Sonic?"
"I- I can't, Sal..." He whispered closing his eyes. Hot tears slowly crawled down his cheeks, kissed away by the morning breeze. "... Not just yet..."
"I understand." Sally whispered, moving to stand beside the blue hedgehog. She leaned against him and held him in a hug. Silence soon grew to shrowd the two, neither one caring if the world woke up. One watched the sun rise, the other watched as ghosts from yesterday danced before his eyes.
He slept...
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Am I good or what? You readers want to know something funny? I only write this good when I'm in a dark mood, which is kinda easy for me to sink into being Bipolar. Anyway, How am I doing? You guys like it, or should I scrap it? Respond or flame, please!
