I stare at the girls

Eyes cold

I could have stopped it

I could have saved them 

But now they are broken,

As sure as I am shattered.

They would not let this seperate their love

Love.

That is what they feel,

what my heart has neglected for so long.

So I let that little bit of a smile

shine through the darkness

and piece together

the shards

of a broken

heart.

~~~

dwog

I don't think that we can get a dog

Pleeeeease

I thought that we already had a dog

We do *pets Juno's head* *illusion Juno disappears* she just isn't here right now

the girl's eyes drift over us (she must wonder

what we think, despite what she wants to)

she smiles, although it doesn't reach her eyes

then her eyes dart back to her companions,

(the facade returns again) 

to the girl now stepping forward to speak,

and my eyes follow hers,

hungry for the next story 

I think

She sees me

Because she gives me a smile.

I think 

She knows

I've been scared for a while.

I think 

She senses

My fear and regret

Because 

She looks over

At the girl she loves yet.

A girl 

Full of confidence,

A girl with pride,

One who could tame

the wildest beast

And upon a lion ride.

I see their love

As clear as day

And inside I wish

Someone supported me that way. 

Valeria leaned over to the new witness.

“Cool skateboard.”

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The new girl was younger then the rest. She had almond shaped eyes, and wore her black hair in two pigtails. A short green dress bounced around her legs cheerfully, looking like it belonged on a playground instead of a courtroom. It was a rare sight in a place where most bright colors faded away in grief.

“My name is Wei Energia, and I am very mad!” Her voice came out, strong and confident. “I was doing nothing on that night. But Sis was! Ask her, and she’ll lie. I know the truth though. She had holed herself up in her room that night. We were alone.” At this point, the little girl's voice faded, and something else showed in her face. She suddenly appeared more vulnerable, but also more mature. She looked like someone who had seen how cruel the world was, but tried to hide it. Tried to forget it.

“We’re alone a lot. Daddy goes. I don’t know where he goes. Sis won’t tell me. I-I don’t know why.” She paused and looked away.

“But I wasn’t talking about that! I heard Sis talking to someone on the phone. I don’t know who. It doesn’t seem like I can know anything! I just have to find everything out for myself don’t I?

She said someone was outside. She said they were fools. I can’t say anything else, because I don’t know anything else.”
She paused, then smiled slightly.

“Yet.”

The word hung in the air. A threat, perhaps a promise.

There is a light at the end of every dark tunnel. But before you can reach that light, there are twists and turns and traitors. The are wrong ways and wolves that chase. But there is a light nonetheless.