AyamaZero's avatar

AyamaZero

18 Watchers205 Deviations
7.1K
Pageviews

Gallery

Literature

Cold, April Birthday...

It was a cold day in April and the clocks were stirking thirteen. The rain had cleared just for today, but it was still damp and cold. England hadn’t had a clear week since January and it had hardly warmed. I was sitting at my kitchen table with a warm mug of Dutch dark sipping chocolate. The thick, dark steaming liquid warmed the pale mug, decorated with small blue designs, little green vines and violet lilacs. My hands were warmed as my coat kept my back heated. It was a little lonely sitting here. Family was out with friends as I sat here. No one had said the words I wished to hear today. That thought made my heart sink, sipping at

All

205 deviations
Wild Serenity

Featured

17 deviations
Literature

Who Knows About Us? - HRHS - Proulouge

It was dark... To dark... I sat in the middle of the only light I knew of... To be honest I was scared. My mom was murdered two months ago and I ran away from my dad. That night he told me he was a Demon and I was a half blood. That's a lot of pressure to put on a seven year old... I didn't understand it, but I dealt with it for three days then left and never went back and I won't go back... After hearing my mom was shot on her way home I had started making sure the alley ways were clear. I had already gotten hurt plenty of times and every time when I had woken up I'd been in the dark. Just like this.  It was scary. No one else was ever

HRHS

5 deviations
Freindship

Appationatta

6 deviations
Real Komako

For...

8 deviations
Yellow Flower

Vacation

20 deviations
Ayama - Real 9

OC's

18 deviations
Lamp on the Wall

LineArt

4 deviations
Through the Wind Chimes

Photography

44 deviations
Aki Zero - OC

Art - Hand drawings

25 deviations
Caspian and Leo

Art - Computer drawings

19 deviations
Literature

Let Us Live or Fall into the Sky

Thinking thoughts we do not know Hoping hopes that come and go Living life a dangerous lie And fighting battles until we die We go through days one by one And just wait for our story, It hasn’t begun And yet again our hopes they cry Let us live or fall into the sky The way we see things They aren’t the same The flowers breathing Again and again We go through life Such fragile times But one day come again as time flies by We miss our friends Our family Our love But we come and see The sky above There and back They always say But do you know What it means to pray?

Writing

6 deviations
Day 4

Day to Day

4 deviations
Riding 3

Horses

3 deviations