Sunday, September 11, 2005

I've finally been given some time to return here and so, in memory of Sep. 11th, I'll play this song(sorry if some people can't hear it)
No one will ever have the right to name a depressed being until they themselves are the ones losing everything. We are only human, and are bound to have our own times of fears and doubts. Sooner or later every human comes across hardships. -Sakuya
Anlie:You're really into the dark side of life huh, Sakuya?
Sakuya:Wheither it is darkness or true fact you decide, Anlie.
Anlie: Hey!^^ I'll bet that in Star Wars, you'd be a sith lord!
Sakuya:...
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Sunday, July 31, 2005

   Okay! Sorry if I haven't been on in forever! School's not giving me any fun time(except now) So, here's a story clip! Please don't copy! AND BE WARNED! THERE ARE SOME SCENES THAT COULD BUG SOME OF YOU!
The leaves drifted down upon gentle waves of wind as the child stared straight ahead into the endless forest of autumn. Her long hair was white and tints of violet sparkled where the sun touched her. The young girl’s lilac eyes were clouded with thought as she dragged her halberd along, the blade sliding on the gathered leaves.
Within the child’s head, tube like organs lay sprawled about the forest floor, legs lay upon them and torn clothes were spread below it all. Skulls she had cut in half stared at her and a voice called her from one of these decapitated heads. “My parents are taking me to Nagiru! And I get to meet all the warriors and I’ll learn their language!” This voice was unforgettable to the white haired girl and she turned to see the dark haired child just her age. She had cut her head clean off and quartered the face in rage, this dark haired girl disgusted her. She was but a spoiled infant under the protection of her family’s wealth, and though the white haired child knew killing was wrong, she couldn’t help herself. “I’m stronger than you!” the brat’s voice echoed on.
Taking her mind off the massacre, the white haired girl gave no more thought to the deserved death of the spoiled child. What now floated within her mind was how she’d even out what she had done. The girl’s voice still haunted her but the white haired girl carried on through the autumn wood.
A red leaf fell faster than most and a real voice called the child. “Do you understand now, Tsukiko?” the young man jumped down from the nearest tree, his long ebony hair waving about. He gave an understanding look to the white haired girl and concealed a sly smirk. “The demons, they’ll never accept you for being what you are. I’ve told you so many times before, yet you weren’t interested in agreeing with me.”
Tsukiko glanced at the teen, then began walking away. “I’m sorry then....I shouldn’t have done what I did...” and flashes of the many murders forced themselves into the girl’s head.
“In any case, you’re now an outcast as I am.” the green eyed boy said. “You’ve nowhere to go. What will you do?”
Tsukiko turned her face to the teen, sobs escaped her and tears formed in her eyes. “May I travel with you, please?”
Closing his eyes and bowing his head slightly, the green eyed boy responded gently. “Of course.”
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