"Dead, silent, constant, yet always changing-- my favorite view of this world."
There's a price to pay for gentle repentment. A kiss for one, a hug for another, and a song for the most important. Beauty, the beauty of life, death, misery, hate, love; the reason to live, the reason to see beyond what eyes can see. A wound for one, blinded for another, and words to kill the most important. We all must accept disappointment in our lives. Brace ourselves.. My advice? Life's a bitch and it's gonna get worse. Oh, and another piece of advice.. If someone tells you it's going to be okay, and that they'll always be there.. most of the time they don't mean it. Especially in a romantic, or intimate, on another note, relationship. But when a trusted friend tells you it, they just might be right. Always note the possibilites and think things through totally.
As of now, to you, I am sure I am making no sense. But to myself, I am, and in fact, with elegance and grace. Is it possible to make sense with elegance or grace? I suppose it is, since I have just said it.. but then again, when something has been said, is it always true? No. I've learned that the hard way. Bleed for once, and shed your tears; holding it in will do you no good. Building up anger, sorrow, love.. it does us no good. None at all. It makes us weak, and that may explain why I was once weak. The truth hurts, but in the end, it eternally makes us stronger.. no matter how weak or shitty we feel, it makes us stronger. A mere coincidence it would be to fall in step with one another, living, breathing, and taking in the same air. When they say we're all looking at the same sky, it's not really factual. True, the sky is all connected as one blanket covering the planets, but also, air and gases are always moving, changing, twisting like the waters of our blood, and true H20.
By now you're probably wondering who the hell I am. Well, if you mean my name, it's Amy Rose. I'm a nineteen-year-old female hedgehog, with quills the color of my surname namesake, and eyes the shade of green apples. I smell of lilacs and my quills fall in slight waves to my mid-back, usually fastened by a black piece of ribbon. I usually don a black no-sleeved button-up shirt with maroon buttons, an undershirt that is thin, plain, semi-transparent, and maroon, with neatly cut sleeves that fall in waves over my bare, pale arms, whose wrists are covered in black, pink, and red jelly bracelets. I also wear baggy black jeans that have maroon pieces of ripped cloth tied onto the small hooks that go down the sides, and of course, my signature silver double-buckled black combat boots. Don't like it? Go fuck your dog, I don't give half a shit.
There is only one person, more like furry, though.. that I care about. Yes, I, Amy Rose the Hedgehog, care about someone. And you better keep damn well quiet about it, the lot of you. I'm not in the mood for your idiotic and immature remarks and inquiries, shouting in my ear 'Who?WHO!', because then I'd have to promptly decapitate you, castrate your body, or stab you mercilessly with a kunai and then throw a shuriken into your back and make sure you never live, breathe, stand, or annoy me ever again. Ever. I'd make your soul not live on in any way. Ever. I'd make you not want to live on in any way. EVER! Thanks for your time, you listened to this random rambling session. Well, I suppose I should be on to the real story.. and I'm sure you don't want to hear it in MY point of view, for I am very boring and see things logically and quite violently. Yes, this was short for a chapter, but what were you expecting? 40, 000 words? Heh, I don't think so. Not in a million fucking years. The next chapter is the real story, so leave me be and get it in third person. Happy now? Good. Go away. I said go away. Go away, the lot of you. Go away. GO AWAY, GODDAMIT! Thank you.
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This is for Hemi, and the next chapter is the actual story. I just wanted to get out what Amy's going to be like in this AU fanfic. It's a romance and an angst, as always. This was kind of humorous, though. If you do want it in the new Amy's POV.. If I get 3 reviews from 3 different people, I'll make it in her POV. This is only going to be 2 chapters, though, sadly. Unless you want me to drag it out and make it a chapter story..