Visions

An albino hedgehog with phoenix wings staggers into his interior private rooms, flaring his wings in an effort to keep his balance. His talons click against the marble floor as he makes his way to the nearest seat, which convienently had a pitcher of ice water upon the table beside it.
Sinking into the plush chair, the hedgehog silently thanked whoever had put the pitcher there. As he shakily pours himself a glass of water, he slows his breathing to attempt calming the lightening bolt furor in his mind.

"It's just too hot. That is all," he murmers to himself, voice betraying his body's weakness, "Once you cool down, Naareil, you will be fine. It's too hot for arctic types out there." He lifts the glass from the table, and to his lips. Hesitating before taking a sip, he blinks his eyes to clear the sudden blur of his surroundings and the bluegreen haze everything was getting.
The glass slips from his hand to sing its death cry against the marble flooring, sloshing water everywhere with some freezing on the hedgehog.
He wasn't in a position to care, however. Who minds a little water when they are slumped over anyhow?

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White fire, inside and outside living creatures that were melting around it. Two figures, both of unknown specifics, worked to close an open door. They were in a panic as they tried to seal something behind a stone door that led to an impossible maze.
They were too late. A pillar of pure, and painful to attempt looking toward, light shot out from the door, straight upward. It wreathed and flared upwards, whirling madly. Whatever the rays touched were destroyed.
At the peak of its ascent, the pillar formed into a figure with a frighteningly benevolent look on its face. It sang in a bell's voice,
"All the twilight shall kneel to the light of the true Goddess!"
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The hedgehog woke up with a start as he looked around at the room. All normal, all calm...then he looks down toward the floor. After a second he looked at himself, then back to the broken glass.

"The housekeeper is going to kill me..!"
Though, that would be more merciful than learning what my vision meant...oh gods, who is betraying us?

Writing Lessons

Mommy and Daddy, I like my new brother.
When he's happy, he blows the coolest bubbles!
It's okay when he cries, he don't act like much a talker,
but it doesn't take much to make him giggle.

He's really funny when he throws his toys
and when they hit me it's okay because they don't hurt.
I wanna teach him how to throw!
Because when he is in baseball, he'll be the best!

So I really love my new brother,
and you too Mommy and Daddy.
I'll work more on my writing though...
because what I wanted was a KITTY!

In Jesus' Name

Freaking demon, sit and die
I don't want to hear any more of your lies.
You can't keep poking at that sore
because I won't listen anymore.
You have nothing on me that you didn't make;
listening to you before was my mistake.
I have nothing that I'm going to give you
because I have to heal.

I don't need anything I don't already have
and if you don't like that, it's just too bad.
Go away from me now
because I'm tired of feeling low,
and I know you're dragging me down!
So I shed myself of you and your extra pounds.
It's time to leave the past to itself
because all this stress should be left.

So I order you in Jesus name
to let me alone because I like staying sane!
Don't make me see and hear you
because I won't anymore.
I'm the one in control here,
so I'll pass it straight to the Higher!
Leave me be because it's not my choice.
I've already given myself to the Lord.

Demon's Lies

Over cloudy painted skies
an angel stands with bright red eyes.
He has no wings, his halo's bent
and he's studying who came in.

He considers a quick moment
and then steps down, tainting clear liquid.
The gentle "splish" of his steps
brings a youth, the one who entered, to defense.

"Come then 'hero', let's test that pure heart.
Tch, you're a helpless kid. I'll tear you apart!"
The demon stares; all vision becomes weak,
then he's the form of the youth he intends to break.

During the battle the demon seems to know
everything hidden inside the hero.
Even the hate that burns alive
that the kid had worked to make die.

As the devil's angel takes a death blow he gasps
"See...see? Murder...I was right..."
His final wheeze comes from his bloodied throat,
"Heh...'hero'...what a joke..."

The child freezes, chilled with ice
and takes a look into those dull red eyes.
He jumps up and splashes away,
No! ...But all killing is murder...ooohh he's right!

Don't be Bothered

If you can't tell me the truth
don't tell me a lie.
And if you've come here to say no,
you know I'm going to cry.

But right to you? I won't.
Can't afford being seen weak.
You won't love me so
I'll find someone who will.
Don't be bothered--I'm only going through hell.

I'll tip down my hat
and walk through the fire.
Get gone so fast
the devil won't know I'm there.

Boy, I love you but
you've played me about.
I won't show I love you
so find someone who will.
Really, I'm not bothered--welcome to hell.

Ms. Unimpressed

Look at what you've done to me.
I used to be so strong.
How could you come here
and flip my life around?

Hand's on the doorhandle
but I can't make it twist.
You've just wandered by here
and all I can do is watch.

I can't be seen like this!
People would KNOW I'm off!
My heart yearns for one kiss;
I can't touch you...yet.

Ooo, if everyone could see me
I'd be in for a rough time.
How could Ms. Unimpressed
suddenly be forced to watch a guy?

Look at what you've done.
I used to be so strong.
Secretly, as I watch, I wonder...
if this is so wrong?