Njiua

The storm is singing it´s own song tonight The trees are dancing, above the burning light It flames turn bright across the sky As peace is falling for you and I The gates above they opened wide For the storm to sing tonight The gates below overwhelmed with might For the flames to guide our endless fight The dreams are answers but no truth To place our faith in nor the youth For we all dance and feast tonight Sing our battle songs and fight The last bit of hope has failed to fly For this war will be the last for you and I Our battle gear shines bright tonight As flames will guide our paths, in tomorrow’s fight

It was dark when he opened his eyes, the moon shined between the clouds and it felt like the stars were watching at him "how did I get here?" Némè thought. He tried to stand up but while he was trying he lost his balance and felt on the ground. He felt his head hit a branch and it became dark. The alarm was ringing through the room, Némè stood up and felt light in his head. He putted out the alarm and saw that his arms were bleeding "was it a dream?" He thought and walked to the bathroom. When he took a look in the mirror he saw that his forehead was also bleeding "what is going on?" He whispered to himself. N&eacu

It was dark when he opened his eyes, the moon shined between the clouds and it felt like the stars were watching at him "how did I get here?" Némè thought. He tried to stand up but while he was trying he lost his balance and felt on the ground. He felt his head hit a branch and it became dark. The alarm was ringing through the room, Némè stood up and felt light in his head. He putted out the alarm and saw that his arms were bleeding "was it a dream?" He thought and walked to the bathroom. When he took a look in the mirror he saw that his forehead was also bleeding "what is going on?" He whispered to himself. N&eacu

It was 6 o'clock when the annoying sound of the alarm yelled trough the room. Némè waked up and putted the alarm off. He yawned and took a look around. "It’s messy" he thought. Quickly he pulled a pair of pants and a random t-shirt which he founded in the big mess. He dressed himself and opened up the door, dodged a couple of moving boxes and walked downstairs. "Good morning sunshine" said his mother while he walked into the kitchen. "Good morning" he replied. "Are you exited about your first school day here?" "A bit, I hope that I will be accepted." "Don’t worry about that, I am sure you will be" "thanks" Né