CortezEspartaco2

          Drake's life was terrible. Being seventeen he attended high school, which consumed most of his time. Each day was a dragged out bore, and his home life was no different. He lived in an apartment with his aunt, though they didn't interact much. Usually he would just stay in his bedroom studying (though he always received the same grades). His mental health reflected upon his physical appearance, as well; He was scrawny and frail, with almost no muscle, and was always exceptionally tired. This didn't affect him much, however, as the only physical work he had to do was walking to and from school. He lived out his days of monotony and d

When I finally opened my eyes it was already high tide, the sun setting under the calm waves of the Chipiona shore. When I looked around, my eyes adjusted to Crystal's hazy form, lying right next to me. She was observing the sunset, as was I, beholding the fantasy-like scene as if it were a Broadway performance. The waves seemed to be carried by the breeze, enveloping the shore gently with saltwater. The dune of sand we had chosen offered a magnificent view of the surf, being the highest one, and bore so many sweet memories for us. We said nothing, as to spoil the moment, but just lay there lazily, our skin as tan as the sand around us. It wa

The breeze whistled down the narrow street, blowing me back constantly. I pulled my hood over my head forcefully. I had to get back home soon, for it would be dark within minutes. Though it wasn't much, I did have a home. Dark and cold as it may be. The city was a beautiful, fair land of peace and good living. It was built in a circular foundation around the first building; the church. It was built by the ones who came before in honor of some important event. After it was finished, however, their empire fell to another civilization; our ancestors. Though the city had a harsh past, it had an exceptionally cheerful atmosphere. My home was not