'Where am I,' the sound echoed around him. He remembered, briefly the
constriction of the foggy mists around his conciseness.
Pink flashed again through his thoughts, tears again. Those pretty eyes always seemed so sad. The mist shifted he though he saw someone move, but the apparition was gone before he could really see who it was. All he has seen was the pink.
He wanted desperately to getup and go after that person with the pretty pink hair, and sad eyes. ' Why so sad? Why are you crying?' he wandered.
He drifted within the mists, which had somehow turned from black to white. He didn't remember when it had happened. The fuzzy, warm feeling washed over him again, he didn't want to into it this time. He wanted to find the pink haired person. He couldn't fight it though. What ever it was it was stronger then he was. The warmth washed over him and his thoughts died, and once again he drifted into the darkness.
Pink flashed again through his thoughts, tears again. Those pretty eyes always seemed so sad. The mist shifted he though he saw someone move, but the apparition was gone before he could really see who it was. All he has seen was the pink.
He wanted desperately to getup and go after that person with the pretty pink hair, and sad eyes. ' Why so sad? Why are you crying?' he wandered.
He drifted within the mists, which had somehow turned from black to white. He didn't remember when it had happened. The fuzzy, warm feeling washed over him again, he didn't want to into it this time. He wanted to find the pink haired person. He couldn't fight it though. What ever it was it was stronger then he was. The warmth washed over him and his thoughts died, and once again he drifted into the darkness.