AmayasFantasy

This is from the book that is in book stores now. Due to the fact that it is published I cannot provide anymore then a taste of my story! Thanks bunches! As he gazed to the ground, he saw a woman, her long blue dress bellowing out from behind her, tangling with silver hair as she sped forward.  The horse she rode on looked nothing like the horses he had seen before since mankind quit believing in Unicorns and they stopped being seen by them. Inanya, being a Dragon, had very keen eyesight.  “She has a weapon, she might attack!”  She said to Arionan. “We must land then, maybe if we bade her friendship, she might be able to l

Across the vast emptiness of space Before time even began The mass chaos of the universe Found a new order Under the architects hand. New things spring to life before us Each and every day We might not be able to create a world With atoms and molecules But I can tell you of a world And carry you there Under my writers hand Each day, we form And some days we obliterate But let me take you into my wonderland In which I have fashioned For you to escape to Whenever you desire Open the pages of my books… And create for yourself, A new place of peace My creation is here for you Just like God did to the Heavens above For

Cloud shook his head as he looked into the darkened eyes of his once friend Yuffie, a great ninja by her own right, but he could not bring himself to swing at her once although darkness devoured her very core. “No Yuffie, I’m going to save you.” He whispered although their weapons clashed and sparked between their bodies amidst their struggle.  He grabbed part of his sword and pulled it apart so he had two in his hand when he finally took his eyes off his former friend and to her controller, Sephiroth. Yuffie smirked, kicking away one of his swords with a sudden kick from her side with the top of her foot, as commonly and wis

Darkness loiters evermore elapsed forever dejected In the hearts and minds of those that stay behind within her perpetually tight clasp We feel it urgent in around us like garments that fit too tightly Yet nothing feels our skin Senses heightened we look for our hope Our way absent Our redeemer But we never stop to think of the brighter side of this darkness that forever thrusts us back into her eternal clutch, that gently folds the ebony wings Of the silent, starry night. seek out not be anxious not If I am the darkness then the door is well sealed! How can you see within the darkness? If I am the shadows, then the light is b