Photograph by Ansel Adams
I'm just drifting, drifting down this road.
The dust kicking up behind me,
Just a nuage to hide my past.
My feet don't leave any footprints,
My name never graces those lips
That I'm watching from a distance,
A distance that grows greater
As I'm drifting, drifting down this road.
I'm not on the way to anything great,
I'm just hiding, hiding down in the dark.
The shadows closing in around me,
Just a blanket to smother my past.
My eyes can't see in the gloom,
My voice never breaks the silence
That I keep deep in my heart,
A cœur, coeur that grows blacker
As I'm drifting, drifting in the dark.
It is 120 years into the future and the Rights Organization is stronger than ever. They are killing plus people than ever and there are only three people that can save the World and they are children. Jordan is a thirteen an old witch and is the daughter of the Greek god sun, Apollo. Mark, a fourteen an old wizard who is the son of Demeter. And last but not least Ivy is a thirteen an old daughter of Ares and a great witch. These three children are the worlds only hope. Read Half and Half, The Begining of the End.
