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 Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 10:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 10:54 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 11:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 11:05 pm
Levi sat on a rooftop staring at the sky board as hell.
Leon walked down a street and looked at people."WHAT AM I TO DO?"he asked himself as he looked at a lil girl walking down the street.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 11:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 11:17 pm
A set of pale pink lips twitched soundlessly; matching the exact words of the music that played softly in the background. The tune was soft yet the only source of noise inside of the small room. A melody of acoustic strings and piano keys forced the young woman's moving lips to pull into a smile. Her emerald eyes fluttered to a close as a slender hand reached for the locket that hung around her neck. Such simple things that caused happiness were hard to find these days.
These small escapes from the stormy days of reality seemed to be the only link to Abigail Hensler's sanity. Her head gently tipped back as the song progressed into the final stanza; her lips still fervidly moved to the lyrics echoing around the room. Her stereo had been surprisingly faithful for the last three years. After the song had ended, Abigail kept her eyes closed for a mere moment. It was the first time she had listened to the song since the accident.
The soft ticking of a clock counted a couple of seconds of silence until Abigail walked over to her stereo. The song was the only one on the silver CD. Hitting the eject button, Abigail reached for the disk; automatically smiling at the words sketched sloppily across the surface--For Abby; Happy Birthday.
That's right...
Her index finger softly traced the words as she quietly mused to herself. It was her nineteenth birthday. Her smile subtly faltered at the thought. He had given this to her last year as a gift.
I wish were you here.
Biting her lip, Abigail turned on her heel and walked to her bedroom. The room was dark except for one source of constant light: an odd stone with markings that was left on her door-step the night before.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 11:20 pm
Emily looked to the sky, a smile on her freezing face. Another storm had come, this time a snow-storm, and, coming from the always-hot state of Louisiana, naturally, she had not brought along a jacket for the trip. She had only left home three days ago. She could still see her mother's face, worried but supportive, and her siblings, all waving "goodbye" as she left home to " Make better the situation before them." She had used the same farewell as her father, who left ten years ago.
It was funny. Even though there was snow everywhere, she could still clearly see the sun. She was in a city, but barely anyone was out. It was like a wasteland.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 11:35 pm
Abigail pursed her lips as she paused in the doorway of her bedroom. The stone had been glowing since she had first touched it the morning before. The action alone surprised her, but Abigail gave in to her curiosity and placed it on her night stand. She really had no idea what to do with the thing. Sighing, Abigail walked over to her bed and sat down; placing the CD next to her on her pillow.
Abigail slowly reached out a shaky hand and picked up the stone. It was cool to the touch and nicely fit in the palm of her hand. The base was a deep royal blue, yet faded into light purple at the very top. There were markings etched deeply into the stone: it resembled that of ripples in water. Abigail didn't understand any it, so with another sigh she set the stone back on her night stand.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 11:54 pm
Emily continued to slowly make her way through the snow. Out of nowhere, she had the sudden urge to touch her stone. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a smooth, silver stone, and held it lovingly in her hand.
She found it only days after that fairy had come to her, but, so far, she hadn't exactly figured out how to use it. She clutched it, trying to think of one of the spells she had been taught. She'd forgotten them all by now.
Holding it close to her, she mediated for a moment. After a while, the word, " Acquiro", escaped her lips, and she immediatly felt the powers of her stone come to life. She looked around, unaware of the glow emitting from her stone. Somehow, she'd sensed the presense of something, she just wasn't sure who or what.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 12:15 am
((teh uber bump, again!))
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 7:50 am
((Ah here it is =3 so its winter? AKA snowing? o-o ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 7:58 am
((not winter, really. there are a bunch of storms--rainstorms, snowstorms--it's quite random, really. i just so happen to be in an area where a snowstorm if going on^^))
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 8:12 am
((Oh yeah xD Im so silly I practically forgot =P right need to start now~)) Nicholas hadn't stopped going forward since he had been given the magical stone by a fairy. He held it tightly in his left hand and his hands in his pockets as he walked.
It was still a shock what had happened in his home town that night, whatever it had been, was after him now and had killed the town completely. He only knew it was related with the stone and the stone had something to do with saving the world.
He could only keep going by thinking he could save everyone else with the stone's power, otherwise he had been drowned in depression from the loss of his loved ones.
Nicholas felt the power of the stone surge through him whenever he held it. He didnt mind the cold of the storm or whatever darkness had entered the world. His determination was unbreakable, he would not give up and keep learning the way of the stone. He had a slight grasp of it already but he was disappointed for not being perfect at it yet.
He had just left a forest that morning, and was making his way through countryside. The snow deep but strong under his firm march. His best guess was that after going over the next few fields he would see the next major city no matter how far or close.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 1:41 pm
[[Hello everyone~]]
Abigail softly blinked, staring at the stone with wonder. It felt like an ancient possession; as if the thing belonged to her. Her right hand subconsciously flew up to locket that hung lowly from her neck. How long had it been now? Her emerald eyes quickly scanned the calendar across her room. Three months. Her even breathing broke with a sharp exhale of air.
Her hand still on the locket, Abigail looked down at the gold contraption. Her fingers had memorized the grooves, the engraved words, the weight, everything about the locket imaginable. She opened the contraption slowly; afraid that the picture would be missing every time. As if with death comes with complete nonexistence. Abigail looked a the picture lovingly. It was a picture of her and her brother. She was perched on his back, flashing a funny face. Anthony had his tongue sticking out. She couldn't help but laugh at the memory.
Her eyes blinked over to the other side of the locket; it was in Latin. Her lips automatically formed the words. "Acquiro Amor," her voice softly whispered. Suddenly the stone's light grew in intensity. The light almost glowing bright white. With the sudden pulse of life came with the sudden pulse of darkness. Just as fast as the bright light appeared, it went back to it's relaxed state.
Abigail had shielded her eyes from the small explosion. Her pupils weren't expecting the sudden attack. Once the light was gone, her arm dropped to her lap; her eyes slowly blinking open. The light had gone back to normal. The surroundings, however, were utterly and completely different. It was as if her eye sight had completely changed.
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