Lets move on, hastily approach if you dare. When will you break away from your own rule?. Push and shove the hardest that you can. I am not the nightmare that chooses you.
Im starting with chapter one, its so predictable. This story starts in the middle, the middle of the storm. And when the child wakes with sneers and sounds of laughter.
Who said this wont be perfect?. After all we know whats right. And the sounds of bodies clashing. Enough to make them cry. . You know this cant be perfect.