~The Girl And The Runaway~ by Winter-218, literature
Literature
~The Girl And The Runaway~
It was dark, a dark gloomy night,
And there was a little girl, scared with might.
She was scared, and ruined, deep inside. Her Chest,
that glowed a bright deep red under her white dress,
that glistened in the cold night, brightening from the moonlight,
she ran, she ran indeed, why was she running, why?
No one knows why, no one, except her, herself, the fireflies,
and the moon, in the bright gloom, of the night.
What is this place...?
What is it like..? It is warm, is it safe..?
Or is it dark, and there is only sadness..?
No one knows... No one.. We only can dream..
What do I think it looks like..?
Well, I think it's a place with no pain,
No, sadness, No fear, No sickness, nothing..
Just happieness, and no worries or cares...
Just the sun shinning down on your face,
The flowers in bloom, and everyone in peace..
To me.. That's Paradise..
You see that filly, right over there?
Yeah, that one, that one right there.
She's just a little filly, as happy as can be.
Indeed she is..
But, she doesn't know... She'll grow up one day...
She doesn't know that she'll face things, that she's never imagined of...
She doesn't know... One day she'll be on her own...
But that doesn't matter, not to her.
Because she's just a little filly, just a little one.
No worries, No Cares, or No problems...
She's enjoying life, the life that she lives...
She's just a happy filly, indeed she is...
~She's Trapped Without Warning~ by Winter-218, literature
Literature
~She's Trapped Without Warning~
As she sits in the bed, all alone...
She wants to see the plants...
She wants to see the sun... And she wants to see the animals...
But she has to stay here...
She has to stay strong...
And she has to do it...
She doesn't want too.. But she has no choice...
Even though...
She's been here for 2-3 days...
It feels like.. she's been here for 1 year...
She doesn't like being here... No she does not...
But... she has no choice...
...No choice...At...All...
~She's Trapped Without Warning~ by Winter-218, literature
Literature
~She's Trapped Without Warning~
As she sits in the bed, all alone...
She wants to see the plants...
She wants to see the sun... And she wants to see the animals...
But she has to stay here...
She has to stay strong...
And she has to do it...
She doesn't want too.. But she has no choice...
Even though...
She's been here for 2-3 days...
It feels like.. she's been here for 1 year...
She doesn't like being here... No she does not...
But... she has no choice...
...No choice...At...All...
~The Mare and Her Dreams~ by Winter-218, literature
Literature
~The Mare and Her Dreams~
It is a dark bright night, and she's stops,
she pauses and looks up at the stars,
wishing she could be something, that she's dream't of,
ever since she was a filly, but she can't...
Why you ask..? Well... she's always been by herself...
and she doesn't have enough courage... to do so...
As she looked into the sky... she saw the stars,
as they twinkled in the moonlight...
She softly looked down into the bright stream, and gazed upon her reflection,
As she did... She closed her eyes, sighed softly, and continued her walk,
As she did, she thought, thought, and thought... She wondered who would know,
who would care, and who wo
~The Mare Who Doesn't Speak~ by Winter-218, literature
Literature
~The Mare Who Doesn't Speak~
She is bright, she is young, she is sensitive...
She's a mare, who doesn't speak... So how does she speak..?
That's a good thought... She's like s flower...
She's like a living plant, that grows, and is sensitive...
But...she's like a wolf.. who never dies.. and has many lives..
She expresses herself... though her bright blue eyes.. and soft face..
She giggles, she laughs, she cries, and she sobs...
She only shows emotions... she doesn't speak..
She is like a Lunar flower.. that is soft.. delicate..
And floats.. slowly and gently on the surface of the white.. crystal waters...
She's a mare... who doesn't speak...
"My job, here... Is simple, my job, make's me happy. Even tho, it hurt's me deep inside. I'm a young teenage girl wanting one wish, wanting something from someone.
But, after these, 15 years of my life, I've realized... That's not why I'm here, my duty, is harder than it seems... seeing all your friends having something you've wanted.. But never got it...
It makes you cry at night, wishing... someone in your class, or just someone... I am wanting that feeling... That sparkle... I have but, it seems like... it's turned down every single time.."
"This is who I am, and what I'm here for...
It's the only thing that makes me smile..."
It all started, when Winter left the UNSC... The Marshal said to "Relax..."
Winter - *Driving to next spot of memory lane, then suddenly hears Marshal calling* Oh crap... *Answers* What is it, sir?
Marshal - "Come... back..." *Breaks up*
Winter - Marshal? Marshal?! GRR, D*MNIT! *Hits HUD System*
Winter stops the car with a strong push of the break making the car almost flip over, then she pushes on the gas with her foot, turns around and heads back to UNSC. As she's driving as fast as the car could go, she keeps hearing voices and mini flashbacks.
Winter - "Man, my head. What is going on, why am I having these now!? I need to focus and
Life as a SPARTAN - III
Prologue
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I am SPARTAN - 218, also know as Winter. I am General of the UNSC and this is a life as a SPARTAN...
"GO GO GO! MOVE! GIVE ME COVER!" *Breathes heavy* "GRENADE COMING THROUGH!" "GO WINTER, WE GOT YOUR BACK!" *Nods* "I'M OUT OF AMMO!"
*BOOM!* "WINTER?!.... WINTER!!..."
I am Winter, SPARTAN - 218, UNSC General, and Inheritor in my clan U.S.F Let me start from the beginning where it all started..
My Father, and my Mother were both SPARTAN's of the UNSC. Both General's and both the best SPARTAN's out there. I was born on December 2, 3285 on planet Reach. Reach had been destroyed, but after th