PowerPain. Pain and heat were all she felt at that moment. She knew it was her own fault, he told her this would be a hard, and dangerous process. Humans always had a hard time becoming bonded to their stones, but she was taking a risk far greater, becoming integrated. He had told her that humans often would try to steal stones and that most rarely notice, so he had told her he could make it so that could never happen, that he would never leave, and that it would hurt.What he hadn't told her was just how badly fusing his mental imprint to hers would hurt. It felt like her brain was melting and that her skin was on fire, not the best thing to feel somewhere underground in the middle of what used to be Nevada. “ I'm so sorry My Aria. Once your fever brakes it will get better.” She knew he felt bad, it was as much of a part of her as it was him, he was in her mind as much as she was now in his. He places a cold cloth over her forehead, how he got it she wouldn't question, it mad
Last Sea World NightThere's a walrus in my bedthere's a song playin' in my headplushies all over the roomFlamingos in the poolI smell like a sushi barSeymore's passed out in the yardClyde is on the patiookay, what happened, where'd we go?Pictures of last time ended up onlinewe're doomed, oh wellIt's a washed out blur but I'm pretty sure it drenchedClam!Last Sea world night, yeahwe danced on dolphin topsand we took to many spotsBought some merch, or so I though!Last sea world night,Yeah we maxed our credit cardsWe got kicked of the carso we hit the water park.Last Sea world night,We went running through the parkwatchin' orcas in the darkThen we had to go homeLast Sea world nightAlways wanna go backso lets go ahead and packthis Sea World night, do it all again.Trying to collect my thoughtsGot asked on stage, cause I'm a bossAte a kid's meal, it was greatkept the souvenir plateWent on a tour behind the sceneslearned what signals meanGot a necklace from a whale,Life was made
An Evening MemoryThe young woman gentle sat down at the foot of her bed, it wasn't so much a bed as it was her little corner of the world, her places where she could rest her skates. It was late but she knew it was still up, it was always up at this time of night."Alex?""Yes, ma'am.""Can we talk?""I'd love to talk, but it seems to me your looking more for comfort that anything else at the moment, ma'am.""I know, I'm sorry, Alex."She took off her collar, letting the chain her stone hung on free for the evening, no point in making both of them feel caged tonight. Her stone rolled, glowed slightly, its inner light shifting and change until she found it's compassionate smile. Some would say it was a trick of the light, but she knew otherwise."It's fine, ma'am. You've had a long day. I've collected a few of your memories to help you sleep."So the memories of the nights with her Alex, the one that could hold her, the one that was gone filled her mind. Memories of the songs he'd sing to her at night,
Vent-ish stuffYou filled my world with music,so I wrote you a songyour every move only pulls me in closerThen you run, like I did something wrong.Your laughs is contagiousIt sends me on a rushI gotta wonderdo you know that your my crushIs it you, is it me,you hold the key to this mystery,unlock my cage and set me free.I don't want repeated history,I can't put my heart on the linebut I wish you were mine.You make me blush at the smallest thingsbut I wonder why your now so shy.I gotta know do you see what you do to medo you ever ask yourself why?I'm just stupid for letting youget to meI'm like a mooncaught in your gravityThey say I've fallen too hardThat I’ve fallen to fastThey say that you don't careThey say it's not gonna last, butIs it you, is it me,you hold the key to this mystery,unlock my cage and set me free.I don't want repeated history,I can't put my heart on the linebut I wish you were mine.