Ember Skies This is a story of betrayal and lies, deaths and angers. But also one of redemption. Of peace and love and what is worth fighting for. Today we recall the events of the War of Angels. This is not at all a light and easy story. It serves a darker purpose, but one of great need. As the curtain of peace and serenity burns, we glimpse into ember skies. The clock ticked loudly, also annoyingly, as Ember Grayson snored on. History was never his strongest subject, but fortunately it was his last of the week. The class of twenty or so students were mimicking him, as the teacher drilled his dates and facts into numb heads and even duller minds. Mr. Risen looked sneeringly at the class as he droned on, oblivious to the texting going on under half the students' desks. The bell rang shrilly as Ember answered the question on the chalkboard perfectly. "The civil war was around a disagreement of slavery and land exploration. The emancipation proclamation ended slavery for as long as we've known today. Can I go?" Risen rolled his grey eyes And waved the class off and away. "thanks see ya Monday!" ember yelled as he bolted out the school doors and off property. As soon as he was a mile away, he pulled out and lit a malboro cigarette. 'nothing beats the afternoon smoke,' ember thought happily as he walked home. His long red bangs flapped in the slightly windy day, the sun hiding behind a veil of grey. Ember pulled out his iPod from a stashed cd case and switched on a popular punk rock band. Soon he was In a world he called his own. How he remains there for hours at a time is a mystery. Unbeknownst to ember, he was being watched from above. He paid no notice to the angel materializing into plain view, and visible only to him. "Ember! We have matters at hand! We need you!" he turned his head and groaned loudly, irritated at yet another Visitation. "well then what is it?" the angel silenced ember as two bulky goons trailed him. "hey faggot! Why don't you dance for us?" the first one raised a pistol and pointed it at ember. He merely turned a fist as he right hooked the first goon and round kicked the gun Into the face of the second. He then snapped his fingers and orange flames sprung onto the clothes of his enemies. "i shall Warn you once and only once! Crossing me a second time warrants death. Do I have an understanding?" the two goons whimpered and they ran off, flames flapping behind them. "Fine! I'll come to Council!" ember then produced a piece of black chalk and drew a pentacle on the gravel beside him. Soon he was transported to the world of Angels, and was greeted with a punch to the face.

Burning Skies I stand and watch as the world burns to ashes, as the world fears my incarcerating rage of betrayal. Damning themselves, people of all types attempt to run and flee without any real success. Astelis, my delicate and frail friend, grimaces with worry. "Why? Why is this all necessary? Shouldn't we have waited?" I laugh humorlessly, my expression darker than that of the raven sky. "We have no reason to wait for humanity. They brought this upon themselves." I linger for merely a second longer, and then unfold pure onyx wings, and take to burning skies.

Skim I skim the pages of a forgotten past, fading cries and dying laughs. I laugh at pages yellowing and old, withering away at the bone gnawing cold. The#moonis high the#moonis bright, it shines out revealing the secrets of the night. I cry for people now long gone, their memories still intact. I miss them all and thats a fact. Fade memories are all we have, and I place the gun to my head. With a bang and a clatter, I shot myself dead, blood is pouring out and making stains, and I now being dead do refrain from staying lame and then to blame rip out my ghostly heart. My skin falls off and I begin to cough and evaporate, already passing on...

Darkness Darkness is my friend, in darkness my evil runs free to no immediate destination, running the world bloody through its never ending onslaughts from hell. #depression and famine form the walls of disparity and no hope remains... I am the darkness, and the darkness rules me.