Part 2

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As Caitlin left Abby started to awake but are we sure it was abby?






A strang and blood boiling darkness filled the room as abby shot open her eyes.

"Ugh..they tried to contact her again, I could feel it!"
"Really..what did they say!" He asked now with a deadly tint to his voice.
"Something about,"When the flame awakes and the shadows come forth, the seasons will come together" I stated while assessing his new look, I don't know why I didn't notice when we were planning our attack on the group but he seems to have the softest hair that glows just the right brown when the light hits it, and his voice!
Oh the accent is just right!
"Well if it's a riddel they want it's a riddel they'll get, I've got a riddel of my own!" He announced while a smug look grew on his face.
"Oh really?" I asked smugly,"and what's that?"
"Oh I'll tell you when we get to my hideout!"
"Don't you mean our hideout!" I corrected






















































































Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
And perhaps so are you
But the roses have wilted,
The violets are dead
The sugar bowl's empty
And your wrists are stained red.
The sun isn't shinning
The sky isn't clear
There's no silver lining cause you're no longer here.
Rain keeps on pouring,
There's no end in sight,
You're laying there frozen
So far from the light
Your beauty's unreal,
Your smile the sun
But time can't be turned, nor actions undone.
The words that you wrote that only I read.
"I love you so much, please don't cry when I'm dead"
A bond that we formed
A love that ran deep
A pain that we shared
A friend I could keep
I wanted to hold you,
Wipe the tears from your eyes,
Been there the moment you said your goodbyes.
I want to forget but most times I don't,
I want to let go,
But I know that I won't.
Tears on my face
Memories burned in my head,
The roses have wilted
The violets are dead.

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