I took the road less traveled by, and that has made all the difference. __

Soon enough the path others named ‘right’ disappeared, and all that’s right has gone. The sun turned darker, and a new moon came to light.

Afterwards the trail began going deeper into the unknown, and what I didn’t know had become me.

I have felt it now, the dysphoria, I didn’t feel real; but I felt unbearably real.

I am not driving anymore. Now I’m in my own head; it feels like someone else is controlling me.

I took the road less travelled by, and that has made all the difference In the beginning, I was happy a child living blissfully But as age crept up on me The darkness followed ultimately It had the power to consume me To drown me hopeless and truly, It did at first Like it did so many others And for a while I was lost Stuck in stormy whether But you pulled me out My saviour no matter How dire the situation, No matter the level You took me down the road less traveled by And that has been all I needed inside

3 2 1 _Boom. _ Boom. _Boom. _

I press my body to the floor, glad not much of my skin could touch the cold tile, but also wishing I was wearing less as the fire beat against my skin in one, powerful pulse. I waited just an extra second, to make sure every explosive went off. That one second could be the difference between victory, and death.

Knowing how The Watchers work, if I’m caught, there will be no trail, no jail time. They might skin me and leave me in the royal chicken coops, where they might peck out my organs as if bird scratch. Maybe twist me up into strange contortions so I can fit into something small. Or maybe if they don’t want to clean up a mess, they could just break every single one of my bones, except for the tiny bones at the end of my fingers that are simply to hard to break. Or maybe…

No, No I don’t have time for this. I kicked off the ground using every muscle in my legs and fingertips, as if the small things can do much, and ran into the smoke. The adrenaline pumped through my body and mind in slow, exhilarating pumps. If the blueprints were accurate, then I know where I need to be, and the fastest way to get there. I turn the corner using my hand to hold on to the doorframe in attempts to not loose any speed or momentum.

The nerves in my stomach have tightened their hold, and it was hard to see through the thick smoke, but, I was in. I was in. I ducked below a pipe and slid into a small hole in the wall caused by the fires.

“All clear, charge the vault, Rubies go to the Starflower Vault, Opals get into the command center, Emeralds come find me in the Muscaria Passage.” I speak over the compact looking device. My heart sinks to my stomach as all I hear is static. Even though it was maybe just a few seconds, it seemed like the clock was working double time and those few seconds, felt like minutes. But then a burst of static broke through the device.

“Got it boss.” The rough voice of my assistant broke through, and I couldn’t help but smile. A laugh almost broke through before I remembered my mission.

The Royals are getting too powerful. It feels like the more power they gain, the more of their hearts turn cold and black. And of course, their Watchers are more than happy to hurt anyone the Royals even think might be a threat.

But power is possibly more easily accomplished when you have the finances. Starflowers are a dark blue flower with tiny buds in the middle, and pedals 20 times the size of the center. Large leaves that are round, and come to a small point at the edges. The starflower can be useful as food, teas, medicines, perfumes and such, but if even one extra fourth of one of the petals, it can be deadly.

Muscarias are mushrooms that cause temporary insanity, but grow small nuggets of gold in the very top of the stem. That is if you can stay sane enough to get them.

The control room is how the watchers well, watch. Wires and buttons and screens, all working to hunt us. To point out any small mistake we make. They like to punish. They really like to punish.

The smoke was clearing, which meant our time was running out. But when I could make out more than just silhouettes, I saw a bright pair of eyes. Pupils just slits, eye the color of ambers, and eyelashes thick and long.

“Hello.” She says her smile large. Her lips painted a dark red.

I whimpered quietly to myself, memories rushing back like a dagger thrust into my mind and heart. My knees felt like buckling. And I struggled to breathe, but forced myself to swallow the bile that has risen.

“Is my new look so beautiful you simply do not have words?” She cackled. Her beautiful high pitched laugh, gone.

“Hello, Seraphina.” I didn’t want to look at her changed face, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away, even though I tried. I really tried.

“Now, I know why you are here,” she says, her voice seductive, low, and smooth, “but you see,” she stalked closer and I gulped again, “I simply cannot allow that to happen, my love.” She was right next to me now, one of her fingers traced the lines of my face. I grabbed her hand and tore it away, though I wanted it. I barely even remembered why I was there.

“No, Seraphina. I need to do this. You know I need to do this.” Her face turned sour. Her lips curling.

“I really don’t see why. What’s wrong with power, why do you wish to tear it away? Is that why you threw me away? I was getting the power, and you were staying in place? Were you jealous of me Roman?” She was trying to get under my skin. And she was succeeding. My jaw clenched.

“I left because you were going down a path I simply couldn’t save you from.” She used to have soft pink lips, a heart shaped mouth and face, soft golden hair, and large eyes with the most beautiful green eyes ever made. She was one of the angels that worked to protect those who might need it. I was one of those people. But we fell in love. She became attached to me, and I was incredibly fascinated by her.

Sera screamed and swiped at me with her sharp nails painted a deep black . “No! You left because you’re broken! You’re broken! not me! Not me, not me! You! And You broke my heart with your broken hands!” She took a deep breath and continued in the same even tone from before, “but don’t worry sweetheart. I traded my cracked heart for strength, my soul for shadows, and my wings for horns. Fallen is not a word for me. I’ve gone to far to just be fallen, at this point I could be considered a devil.”

I felt like falling and crying on the ground. I never wanted to hurt her. I’ve never wanted to hurt anyone. “You have to let me do this Sera.”

“Stop saying my name.”

I nodded. “Sometimes things have to be done. Whether we want them to or not. Whether we are willing to take these measures or not. If you stop me now, someone else will come. We will never stop coming. We are going to win if you-“

She smiled devilishly. “Wrong” was the only thing she said before lunging at me. I was knocked to the ground by her body, as she used her nails to dig into my chest. “I’m going to break your heart like you broke mine. I’m going to make you bleed like I did, I’m going to-“ I used my last bits of adrenaline to get on top of her.

I pinned her to the floor, and used the cuffs that were made from metals on one of you 7 moons, with the power to stick to a surface forever, and linked it to one of her wrists, than thrust it to the floor.

“I am sorry.” I said truthfully.

“Lair!” Sera screamed with everything left in her. She repeated that word over and over until you voice cracked and broke and she cried tears of pain.

I winced. Say assistants voice broke through the device once again, “we need to get out of here, Rowan. Time is out we can’t stay any longer. The watchers are coming in.” I swore under my breath as my device cut off. I am not dying in here.

I looked at the only thing letting me communicate with the others, and crushed it beneath my foot. The electrical fire quickly mixed with the earthy fire, turning the flames black.

“Don’t leave me!” Her voice was absolutely destroyed.

“Bye Sera.” And then, I ran. I ran and ran and ran. I knew my exit, and got there quickly, but it was hard to keep going while hearing the painful scream of Seraphina. Burning alive. Cursing my name. Tears rolled down my face, and the knife that was stabbing me when I first saw her, seemed to have twisted now.

But I got it done. The castle will crumble, the walls following. And the kingdom will drown, and the power will finally die.

But it will all start with the burning of the vaults, and the destruction of the Devils inside.

I took the road That lead me To late nights In her bed

I took the road That lead me To her giggles At three AM

I took the road That lead me In the art room With her legs wrapped around me

I took the road That lead me To 11 PM make out sessions

I took the road Less traveled by That have made All the differences

Daring truths, And crystal lies; We’re planting roots That reach the skies.

Quiet storms, Nothing to fear; What we mourn, No one hears.

Clothing shredded On the battlefield- What we mended Is now our shield.

We get battle-scars For the sake of glory; Scars on hearts Make up our story.

We want results Without the pain; We act like adults For the sake of gain.

We think squeaky clean Is the dream, But getting lean Has a theme.

A restless mind And untapped potential Is an ambitious drive With growing credential.

If a silver spoon Is life’s meaning Then we have doomed All our dreaming.

An easy life Is boredom’s drum, Because the road less traveled by Is the most adventurous one.

Get ready It’s time to stroll and roll. Should I fasten my seatbelt? Life is a beat and time is running fast. Yet, I took a pause. Well a lot of pauses. To make turns. Detour for awhile. Fill up my gas tank. and gaze. Gaze at how things were before Marvel on the present day. and make way for the Future. I took the road less traveled by and that has made all the difference. What’s your seatbelt story?

I had two choices. One with a future so certain it was like predicting a cliche play's last part. The other, with no information, just a certain fresh start.

I chose the second of course, otherwise I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't be writing this, but instead, I think I'd be shedding a tear. I chose the door with no certain outcome, but I also chose the door where I found my tongue. It wasn't friend number one's or friend number three's, it was my own and with it, I felt free.

Nowadays, I wonder what could have happened. Whether I would of been happy, or if I was just saddened. But I also think of what I could have missed if I hadn't chosen door number two. Maybe I was still using friend number one's tongue and following her around. But of course, destiny didn't think that it was bound.

Now to think of missing door number two, I wince. Because I took the road less travelled by, and that has made all the difference.

I was going down a road, not just any road, a sinful road. Doing drugs, committing blasphemy, gossiping, worrying, being scared. Then I took the road less traveled by, and that has made all the difference. I stopped all the sinning and followed Christ and becoming a better human being. Until this day I thank the lord for saving me and being blessed.

Some says it’s impossible To go where others have been Others never even tried

Through the Jagged mountains and steep slopes through the tall grasslands and the running streams

Through forests and towering trees Deep in the tundra were everything is white as can be,

Across the rolling hills of farmland and land untouched by man as far as the eye can see plains and Ragged canyons

Across the sand dunes over the great blue ocean

Many people refuse to travel the roads no one took because it’s safer to play it safe

Those people never will feel the thrill of being Miles up in the Sky rushing down to earth feeling your heart in your chest

Or climbing the highest mountain to see breath taking views

Or to go where the light doesn’t shine down under the ground where were stalagmite and stalactites form the jagged cave under water ponds just to find glowing moss

Even deeper into the ocean where the animals of every type or dangerous in their own ways killer wales orcas sharks and great blue whales Going farther past the Great Barrier Reef where the pressure is so strong not many can see with human a eye

Down were even the light can’t help you the bottom of the ocean remains unseen

The road untraveled is a mystery to unravel

So will you walk the path Untraveled

Or will you go to places you could only dream of

Your choices shape these roads I couldn’t have figured it out Without you tearing them all up It curved and winded all of them country backroads Like your body in bed baby Double cheeked up against mine Your a song of the south A tune on the breeze I want to listen you everyday darlin A beautiful sound indeed

I took the road less traveled by, and that has made all of the difference I’m singing and dancing Jubilations and praises Campfires and belt loops I don’t know and I don’t care darlin As long as these roads lead back to you.