EmberRoseTwisted

this really is a dream i had a couple days ago...for some reason i'm always two people...am i broken? ha! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------   Standing on a neighboring building's roof, they gazed at the softly lit bedroom, just visible through the sheer curtains. "So what do you think, Ember? Leave her and play with the mean old man?" the girl asked, twirling her favorite wood-handled knife casually as she glanced up at the quiet boy standing a few feet away. He nodded, flicking his medium length brown hair out of his fac

It's been about a week since me and Sherlock decided to go steady. To be honest, nothing much has changed. I'd confessed my feelings over dinner 8 days ago, and received a frosty reception from the detective. Considering it had taking much mental convincing and building up to the point where I could confront him on my feelings, I found it hard to take. We spent the rest of the night in silence, as Sherlock zoned out to think (or just purposely ignored me) and I simply couldn't think of anything to begin another conversation. I'd be lying if i said that I got much sleep that night. Well, neither did Sherlock. I woke up to him being in the ex

John had always considered Sherlock's oddness as a given, but the word earned a new meaning one cold February morning. Sherlock had been sitting at his laptop since, and quite probably long before, John had awoken, staring blindly at his laptop, the homepage of his website- The Science of Deduction- glowing faintly on the screen. Every so often he would mutter something that John couldn't make out, and his left leg would nervously bounce up and down a few times before coming to a rest again. When John touched his shoulder in an attempt to rouse him and offer him some tea, Sherlock leapt to his feet and snapped his laptop shut; though it sti

Once upon a time, a demon and an angel met. The demon laughed and the angel wept. Looking around the devastation it sang out loud “Of this destruction I am quite proud!” While the demon reveled the angel wept bitter tears, Heartsick while listening to wild cheers. Unable to stand torn, twisted bodies and scorched land, The angel fled to a calmer strand. Once upon a time, a demon and an angel met. The demon laughed and the angel wept. Time passed even for the demonic and the divine, Their work becoming a choking vine. The demon destroyed and slaughtered, though it all soon palled Until against a daisy it stalled. The angel blessed