l l This is a space trial l l
l l GUILTY GUILTY FOR NOT BEING IN SPACE! l l
It was dark, the stars shone brightly down on a city park. An owl hooted a distance away, and you could hear a couple of barks from a bunch of dogs chasing a rabbit or squirrel. A dark figure swooped through the trees, rambling about something.
"Space, space, space, space, space, STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARZ!
The voice came from a young boy with black spiky hair, and dark brown eyes. He had a tank top on, and short ripped jeans. He had pitch black wings sticking out of the back, slipping through the wind and trees. He looked down, and grinned. He dashed down, diving straight into the ground, making dirt go flying.
"Dirt, derp, derp derp..."
He said, pretending to make a 'Dirt Angel'.
"Stars, planets, space... Space... Space is like 3.14 whatever it was, I wanna fly up and et it all."
He said dreamily, staring up at the moon.
