( CW ) Write a story using words that only begin with vowels .

I am on edge. In every epoch of existence, eons even, it arrives. Often it uses extreme artifice, it's underhandedness untold even in undertones. Evil. 
 
 I exited our automobile and intimated at Emily. An unusual eyeballing as an answer. *Obvious, Eric, always obvious, * I admonished internally. Inconspicuously, I arched an eyebrow at Emily and again I accepted an evil eye. 
 
 `` Ahem.'' I expelled. Evil or anti-evil I always announced any endeavor, Emily's obligatory advances irrelevant. 
 
 `` Eric...'' Emily embarked, eyes afire. `` I ai n't advisin' again. End it, or I'll end it.'' 
 
 Emily's expression opined an uncertainty, echoing insecurity and alarm. Any agency abandoned, I immediately executed an expeditious advance, an act unconcerned of alertness and immediately impacted our evil oppressor. 
 
 `` Oh.'' I expelled, all air evacuating out of anatomical orifices. *Embarassing. * 
 
 Evil incarnate also ended any action as I exploded against it. *It appears it is a universal impasse on all outlooks*, I opined. 
 
 Emily approached, indirectly alerting our evil individual. It arched away, allowing an open invitation at an attempt of an assassination. 
 
 I attacked. 
 
 `` OW!'' 
 
 Alfie ended all affect as our act apparently appeared adverse in actuality. 
 
 `` I am over it.'' Alfie announced. *Always. * Alfie often ejected out of our imaginary action. Alfie's eight. Emily and I are in our older adolescence. Imagination is exciting except if Alfie is involved. 
 
 As Emily and I ushered angry Alfie away, I envisioned us as an organized array of injured astronauts, exiting an intergalactic alien encounter, armed and equipped, aged and experienced. Imagination is all I own and all I ever indicated essential. It is all I am.
