It's official. I'm very bored and as a norm, me + boredom = writing something silly to kill some spare time. Since the next chapter of "Within this Nightmare" is still in progress at the moment and I am still stuck in the middle of generating ideas, I decide to compose a short sonnet (yup, I'm still trying to learn poetry by trial and error) which would help me while away the time for a while. So yeah, I hope you'll enjoy it. Gosh, now I'm back to being bored.
Beginning
(Sonnet)
Warm winds of spring upon the mountains blow,
Spreading life and joy across the thawed lands.
Rivers of blue ever so gently flow,
While flowers bloom, dotting the lush green plains.
The sun rolls high amidst the grand blue sky,
And all relish the dawn of the new year.
All, except one tiny little fox child,
Whom everyone disgusts; at whom they sneer.
The little boy was different from his birth,
Gifted with a mind unrivaled and strong.
And tails of two, unique within the Earth,
Would always mark him, though he's done no wrong.
Thus, a new year of solitude awaits
For Tails – a child cursed and gifted by fate.