Shadowcloud007

Disclaimer: I own nothing “This journey has come to an end,” a woman’s voice whispered softly. Then there was a soft panting, there laying on virtually nothing but the space before the feet of a woman whose beauty suggested that she wasn’t human was another younger woman. Her dark auburn red hair fell over her face and through the strands of hair her dark blue eyes stared at nothing. She was panting as tears ran across the bridge of her nose and onto the invisible floor. “You’re journey has come to an end my child. Time will continue as you leave, but you will not be forgotten. This will be the last memory to

 This isn't who you may think I am. I am not this girl before you, the girl who you see day in and day out, the girl you think you can depend on. I may appear that way on the outside, but I know it's a different story on the inside. On the outside I am comfort you when you cry, but on the inside I feel like laughing at your pain, it amuses me, the way the tears flow down your face, the way your body shakes and trembles, the way your voice fails when you talk, you look to me for some sort of comfort, and I give it. Even if it's a simple hug or a "It's going to be alright," you find comfort in my words and actions, why, I don't understand. But

 There was a gentle breeze, it swept the tall grass of the several valleys of hills like waves. Not to far off was the ocean, it was a bright blue and reflected the bright,clear, blue sky over head. There was a slight shifting in the grass as a man walked through it. He paused and looked at someone sitting a few yards in front of him. "So, this is where you ran off to," The person looked around in mild suprise, her dark blue eyes had a slight glow to them as she saw who it was. "Oh, it's only you," she turned to look back at the ocean. "It's only me? Where you expecting someone else?" the angel asked as he sat down next to his younger

ToS+It's not my name+ Author note: I don't own any of the ToS charaters((wish I did)) well anyway, i was actaully going to bed when I came up with this, i guess it would be my OC Anna, Lloyd's adopted daughter, talking or thinking about her past, i dunno, well, I would like it if there where some comments, even if you don't like it, or if you have any suggestions about how i could improve, thank you. _________ "That name, when anyone calls it, it feels like they're talking to someone else. It always feels like I'm taking something that belongs to someone esle. I no longer wish to be called by that name even though my father gave it to me,