Pangaea* (Under revision!)

50.5 million years into the future, and Earth has reverted back to it's original state-the super continent of Pangaea. A new country is born, learning from past mistakes. A girl, riddled with sadness but an unknown power. A boy, with a silver spoon in his mouth and pockets full of money. This infant country is, however, surrounded by war and death, and both boy and girl are no exception. When a government plot threatens to overthrow everything they hold dear, Adelle and Marcus must search themselves to decide what's right.

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19. Can you connect the dots? :3

 

 

 

 

         (Ade POV) 

            I sank deeper into the cool water, enjoying the squishy sensation of sand in between my toes. I sighed-even if this paradise was only to be used once, it is still a place I already hold dear to my heart. "Maybe, one day. I'll show Marcus this place.."  I whispered.  Slowly, I traced my hands along my stomach, tracing the scars across my belly. The stretch marks I didn't have the heart to get rid of. They were the only solid, physical proof I had that I was a mother. They were her marks. I smiled lightly, resting my hands gently on my tummy, singing softly. 

"Bonne nuit, mon ange                                          
C'est l'heure de fermer les yeux
Et de mettre ces questions de côté pour un autre jour
Je crois savoir ce que tu me demandais
Je crois que tu sais ce que j'essayais de dire
Je t'ai promis que je ne te quitterais jamais
Et tu devrais toujours savoir
Que où que tu puisses aller
Où que tu sois
Je ne serai jamais très loin

Bonne nuit, mon ange
Maintenant c'est l'heure de dormir
Et il y a encore tellement de choses que j'ai envie de dire
Souviens-toi de toutes les chansons que tu m'as chantées
Quand nous sommes allés faire du bateau sur dans une baie émeraude
Et comme un bateau dans l'océan
Je te berce pour que tu t'endormes
L'eau est sombre et profonde
À l'intérieur de ce vieux coeur
Tu seras toujours une part de moi

Lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu
lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu

Bonne nuit, mon ange
Maintenant c'est l'heure de rêver
Et de rêver combien ta vie sera merveilleuse
Un jour ton enfant pleurera peut-être
Et si tu chantes cette berceuse
Alors dans ton coeur
Il y aura toujours une part de moi

Un jour nous serons tous partis
Mais les berceuses restent encore et encore...
Elles ne meurent jamais
C'est ainsi que toi
Et moi
Serons"

 I closed my eyes, the image of Eliza's sweet, sweet face glued to my eyelids.  I took a deep breathe as I opened my Pandoras box. The maternal love and grief I felt once more rushed over me, overwhelming  and drowning me in a swirl of emotion. Salty tears streaked down my face as I pictured the one moment not a single soul knew about. Eliza . . . had smiled.  Just before she was torn out of my arms, she s-m-i-l-e-d.  "She reached out for me . . ." I whispered.  My tears streaked down, burying themselves in the corner of my mouth.  Carefully, I stood up and reached for my clothes. I dressed sluggishly. The weight of the world had come to rest on my shoulders once more-but now it was time to grit my teeth and bare with it. 

  

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