kingofdeadspace

Its funny to look back. Remember old friends. The days when you would cutely argue about who loved who more. Thinking back to it, Even if it was a game for you, I still wish to everyday lean down to your ear and whisper. "I'll always love you."

The cricket pushed on down the street, the Roads were stuffed full of cars, people honking and yelling in a bundle of confusion. The smoke rose darker and higher as more houses and building caught on the blaze. Cecilia was sobbing silently with her head pressed against the window, Lyra clenching the steering wheel, the brown gloves hiding her white knuckles. A low rumble ran threw the cricket and Lyra looked up her heart speeding up. A second shiver shook the chassis as The road went dead silent. Everyone stared down the street, Not a single breath was released as fear flooded the crowded street. Seconds passed and Lyra blinked her mi

 The foul stench of burning kerosene and oil hung in the air around them, Stinging at there eyes. Quickly Lyra dragged her friend down the stairs outside. The once bright brick work of the surrounding houses were now grey with soot. People struggled out of there homes, confused and scared, the smoke so thick they could see no more then a block. The damage wasn't bad yet, the flames all coming from downtown, the tips of the inferno reaching up over the houses. There Shoes stumbled over the cobblestone pavement as they fought towards the garage, The noxious fumes bringing them close to gagging. Lyra pushed along the wall and roughly felt alo

 Peter's story Lyra* grunted pulling the wrench harder and With a small squeal the valve tightened shut. She let out a deep breath, her fingers tightening on the metal along the neck of her project. After a couple seconds of rest she pulled up her bronze plated goggles looking over her work. Her dark blue eyes scanning over the machine. Her golden hair was pulled back behind her head with a red ribbon, a green parted vest wrested over her shoulders, covering what her red strapped shirt revealed. Lyra scooted off the table patting out her green short shorts and pulling up her flat mechanics boots. Her eyes widened as she caught sight of