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 Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 5:38 pm
With his head tilted down, Xent began to laugh softly at her attempt to cheer him up. Wiping his face with his hands so that he may regain his true colors, he soon said, "Please excuse me Sakura, I must be leaving now." He'd been overwhelmed by some unknown force and couldn't be around her any longer. This feeling had never been around him ever before until now, which actually scared him almost. Holding onto his books tucked tightly under his arm, he began to run off.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 2:45 pm
Sakura watched him run off..but she was a bit confused, her finger was on her lips as her grip on her back pack tightened.
"Did i do anything to upset him?" she said as she swayed back and forth with the wind, her long lavender hair swaying like so, in beats like music.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 3:34 pm
Sakura ran into the wilderness, her hair flowing with the wind as she breathed fresh air after fighting, it soothed her. As she ran through the trees, she had though run through her head, some thought from her past.
Huwatari, am i strange that we have to keep me away from most angels..just to hide my true form?
Yes, you're strange, is it not strange for a little girl angel to turn into a wierd phantom? If angels..no..if other beings knew your secret it would sicken them. They'd stay away from you. They HATE you that memoir ran through her head, how can people not see through her, she has too many scars hidden inside her body..too many to count.
Every memoir she though she ran quicker, she could feel tears swelling in her lavender eyes. Once in a while she would blink them away but they seemed to trace her eyelids again, and again. It never stops no matter how hard Sakura tries..her sealed self won't go away (not speaking of feena!) Her sealed self is a monster..something that is made out of pure hatred..her hatred to all the angels that called her names. Her black sheep as what they would call it, something that is made out of someones hatred, Sakura was the white sheep, feena was neither, and the monster made from Sakura's locked up hate was the black sheep.
Sakura stopped, dragging her feet on the ground and soon slumped on the ground, her knees touching the soft grass, soft grass that was filled by pure energy, something Sakura wished she had. Sakura ripped some grass and threw it at a tree nearby, then she pounded her fists on the ground, her anger seemed to seeping out, the locked amber, the key to her feelings. All the memories of Huwatari pestering her, telling her no one wants to be friends with her..it was all true.
NO...i'm not stupid...don't judge...don't judge me based on some story..and laugh though Sakura, she didn't actually know what or why she was thinking that, maybe it was something she wanted to say to her cousin, Huwatari a long time ago, but it never escaped her lips. She closed her eyes tightly, wondering what this pain she was feeling ment, why was she feeling this..not now..when everything was going so smoothly.
"I hate you! Its your fault everyone luaghs at me! Its your fault! You're the reason i'm slow! You're the reason i'm stupid!" she suddenly yelled, although she wasn't aware of this sudden outburst. She pounded the ground once more, her tears were now pouring out of her eyesockets. The she crawled up to a tree and curled up underneath it, the branches hovering over her, the wind blowing her hair. She let the tears roll down her rosy cheeks as she stared at the branches, as if they told a story.
((i'm soo dramatic! blaugh ))
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 6:30 am
((gaia's being a butthole..nutmag domokun ))
She didn't really cared anymore. She was still thinking of her past, no matter how hard she tried to smile her saddness away it would always come and haunt her, forever, it was like the oppisites of sweet serenity.
She backed up some more against the tree she was lying underneath on, her lavender eyes clouded with thoughts as the tears kept rolling down, what she really needed was her mother. Her mother was the only one in her family who actually knew her, and knew what Sakura feared the most. She feared herself, she knew these mental changes were from her true form, somthing that was sealed away, a monster, thats what the "others" use to say to her. Feena was only the memory of Sakura's sister, but that wasn't Sakura's true form. Feena's true was herslef, Sakura's true form wasn't even human, nor an angel, nor an demon. It is something she have never been born. Sakura should have never been born.
Come with me to the
twilight of the summer night for awhile.
Tell me a story never ever told in the past.
Take me back to the land
where my yearnings were born
the key open the door is in your hand.
now fly me there
fanatics find thier heaven in never-ending storming wind
auguries of destruction be a lullaby for rebirth
consolations, be there
in my dreamland to come
the key to open the door is in your hand
now take me there
I believe in fantasies invisble to me
inthe land of misery i'm searching for the sign
to the door of mystery and dignity
i'm wandering down the secret sun
come with me in the twilight of a summer night for a while
tell me a story never ever told in the past
take me back to the land
where my yearnings were born
the key to open the door is in your hand
now take me there
to the land of twililght
Sakura was remembering a song her mother use to sing to her, a song she use to sing her to sleep. Although Sakura was too old to fall asleep because of a song, but thinking of the song made her tears stop flowing down her cheeks. The tears did stain her rosy cheeks. Sakura continued to look up at the sky, up at the heavens.
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 11:39 am
A teenage girl womdered into the woods looking lost and noticed a girl with long lilac hair looking up at the sky..."umm excuse me?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 6:22 pm
Sakura wipes her tears away and glance over and see's a girl looking at her. "What do you want?"
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 4:01 pm
Bastarache walked out of the shadow, still smiling slightly. His eyes traced the ascending shades of the night. He looked up to see a full moon rising. He chuckled.
"What a perfect night. Don't you think so?"
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 4:06 pm
Raven opened her eyes, which she had squeezed tightly shut.
"Go..." she said softly and as she did so, a short flowy black skirt and a blank tank appeared on her body.
"I didn't know I could do that..."
As she heard what Blue said, she looked at him.
"Nothing is perfect."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 4:08 pm
Bastarache chuckled. His back was still turned on her, but yet, there was a tint of embracing her presence in the way he stood.
"Things being the way they are, some things are." he inhaled the scent of the flowers, alongside with the enchanting smell of blood, "It is quite a perfect night. Why should it not be perfect..?"
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 4:15 pm
Raven sighed as she stared at the enchanting moon.
"Because even the most beautiful night has it's glitches...and someone else may see it quite differently than you do."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 4:19 pm
Bastarache didn't disappear this time, he was suddenly behind her, one more time; but his hands weren't on her shoulders. Instead, they were playing with the rogue strands of her hair that were reaching out from her raven waterfalls.
"You really should learn to enjoy things."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 4:25 pm
Raven didn't say anything, only nodded, marveling at the change of mood...
She suddenly sighed and leaned back into Blue, closing her eyes, comfortabley.
"I enjoy some things, when I know it's me who is enjoying them."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 4:28 pm
Bastarache didn't move. His arms stood still as his fingers still were onto her hair; straightening it, shaping it, sculpturing it. His smile was still on his lips.
"I thought some fresh air was well in order. As long as there is no sun." he sighed, "Ah, the fresh aromas of the night. Quite exquisite; quite enchanting. It's unique." his smile turned into a viscious grin, "And there is always a tint of blood in the scent."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 4:40 pm
Raven suddenly moved away from Blue and turned to face him. Her grey eyes met his as she felt the numbness start to disapear. She forced it back. She was afraid to feel, afraid of what she might find out.
"Blood..." she repeated, her voice soft. She hadn't even realized she had heard Blue in the first place.
Tearing her eyes from him, she turned and walked a few paces away, her gaze returning to the moon.
"Enchanting..."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 4:45 pm
Bastarache's smile, and his amused, violent eyes remained on Raven as she stared at the moon.
"The moon is quite hypnotic." he said, "As is fresh blood." he chuckled, "And I am hungry..."
His smile widened as he took a few steps towards Raven. He reached her, and stood by her side, yet, his gaze was not on her neck. It was at the moon also.
"Watch it shine." he whispered, "You may even see your own soul out there, wouldn't you agree?"
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