[Ib] Garry's Theme - I'm Fighting For YouNow that you've found me,More Like This
My whole world is brighter Now that you've touched me
My steps are much lighter
All of this world could decide
To fall inward
And you would still linger
Something has brought us together
Feigning reality, friendship, and wisdom
I will defend you
I'll keep you beside me
That's how I'll repay all the kindness you've shown
Now that you've found me
I've stumbled through fire
Now that you've touched me
I've bloomed like a flower
Now that you're with me
I no longer cower in silence, hiding
I'm fighting for you
I'm fighting for you
My version with vocals is here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kGE24_b7M6s
He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not...Mary had wonMore Like This
"Now that that's over with, we can play together forever!"
But he's so cold.
Ib shivered and bit her bottom lip.
She stood right in front of the stem of the once beautiful rose. The bluest rose she had ever seen the blue petals had lead her to this room and the rest had been scattered all about the area. Mary had won she had killed him.
She killed Garry.
Why do I keep telling myself he's sleeping ?
When the rose rots you too, will rot.
So Garry isn't sleeping.
Ib tried to hold back her tears as she slowly knelt down to pick up the empty stem. She rushed over to the little vase filled with water in the room, and she dropped it inside. But nothing was happening. Why wasn't anything happening?
"Please Garry " She whimpered, the tears streamed and stained her pale face. He had saved her life in exchange for his and now she was regretting it terribly.
Don't let his protection go
[Ib Fanfiction] Lemon:Sweet:DepartureMore Like This
"Garry..." I knelt down to his face, holding it in my hands. He was cold already.
Mary... You were the exact kind of person I wanted to have as a little sister but... You killed the thing that was most important to me.
"You promised we would get macaroons after this..." I reminded nothing. I started crying, resting my forehead on Garry's.
I thought for a moment. Garry died because his rose was destroyed, but really, because of me. I didn't want to go home now that Garry was gone. I would still feel this way if it wasn't my fault.
"Its decided then." I said to myself, leaving Garry to go back into the room with Mary's burnt picture.
The ashes were still on the ground. There was paper and crayons left from Mary... So I started to draw.
The picture started out just being two roses, a blue and red one. Then it grew to be those roses and Garry. Then, I added myself there. I didn't add anything else. Not the paintings, not the monsters, not Mary.
One more step to do. I walked back down the s