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 Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 4:15 pm
He trotted off. He knew one numa. That was absolutely gorgeous. He buried her himself. His tail coiled around his shovel. When he got to her resting grounds. She was up at the tall, tallest hill. With wild sakura trees resting over her grave. Guarding. He looked at her grave stone.
"Amor." He said in a low voice. Her name. Was marvelous as her. She was a gorgeous numa. Everyone used to love her. What happened. What happened... He kept pondering and reminding himself of her death. WHy wasn't he there. To save her. He didn't love her... but she was a part of him. He being the one who made her flowers bloom. Her. Just her. She said to him. Giving her name. "Amor." He repeated. He took his shovel and started digging his way. In to her grave. Digging. He was used to the dead. Used to bones. But he found a way to preserve her body. Inside her coffin she laid. Dormant.
He heard her voice. "Amor... mi amor.. eres tu..." She said in a soft tone. He wanted to cry, but after her death he stopped feeling. Remembering when and were. She threw herself off this same cliff. To prove her love to him. How she wanted nothing more to make him happy. No. Someone had killed her. It had to be. "She didn't!" He yelled and stopped digging. Almost half way to her coffin he stopped. Coughing. He couldn't take how he let her go. Her gravestone he had taken days. Weeks on. Perfection. So she was honored. He'd show Ovelia. He'd show her true beauty.
He heard the waves crashing against the hill's feet. His horns shinning bright and his moon on his head.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 4:30 pm
Ovelia was having a worried dream. Tossing and turning she finally woke up from this nightmare, as so many nights before. Breathing heavily she sat up. All messed up once again. Quicky she got out of bed to just her herself moan from the pain she had in her foot.
Positively not broken but maybe strained she lurked around the little stone house untill she found it and pushed the door open. The little light that shone in showed her paws fur messed up and she groaned, low.
Like in panic she started to groom herself, not really out of her dream.. "I wont loose my beauty, dear" she mumbled between licks. As she started to freshen up she slowly calmed down. Exhausted she sat down. Shaking her head a smile slowly showed on her face. "Today will be a good day" she said, as to convince herself.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:59 pm
He looked at the coffin. Sitting there. He felt a burden in his heart. His head.He touched the coffin. He wanted to cry but had no tears. His tail swung. He would show her... the true beauty. Some numa who was bound with everything. Loved by everyone not by just looks. By heart. She would live on. He put his head to the coffin. His bright moon shinning even if the sun was bright.
He pawed at the coffin. He'd open it when the other numa came along. To show her.
The one who was closest to him. One who gave up her life for him and all he could do is stand there and watch. Then bury her. When he heard the other numa he turned some. Still his head on the coffin.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 8:16 pm
Ovelia had gotten up from her seating and was ready to face the world again. With a snatch on her neck, a small crack from being stiff so long, she headed towards the door.
What Armageddon had heared was her pushing the door up further. She realized to keep her sanity pure she had to get out of this place, filled with depressing, subconsious memories, before it got a hold on her.
Sneaking out, looking around and not seeing her rescuer anywhere she walked out further, limping, once somewhat out in the open she spread her wings and was ready to take off.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 8:38 pm
Hearing the door. He looked back looking at her about to take off. "Don't you want to see her.... DON"T YOU WANT TO SEE HER!" He had digged up the grave. Saddened. Full of the memories of hurt to now see it was in vain. That she didn't want to look. Where he had his most trouble. Giving her out. His paw started to shiver and he felt himself break in to tears but nothing came out. No tear. Nothing. But the torn feeling inside remained.
Stomping his tail to the ground.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 8:52 pm
Flinching at the sudden high voice in the background, Ovelia turned around. The moonlight hitting her golden hair, it almost made her look ghostalike. He.. he spoke? No screamed and not totally dead and quiet as he had before.
Closing her wings again she tried find from where the scream came from. It sent cold shivers up her spine. With her tail hanging low, getting dirty from the ground she walked two steps forward, kind of reminding of a pony walking. "Hello?" she called out.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 9:12 pm
He watched her. He crawled out of the grave and huffed. He had no tears. But he looked distraught. His hair over his eye. Huffing. His tail swung almost now alive than before. rage came over him and his body rejected this. He calmed down. He was rather large and was hard to miss. His shinning bright moon on his forehead and his bright horns.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:10 am
Twitching ears, Ovelia turned to the sound and she saw Amrageddon crawl out of the grave. Looking very dirty and huge indeed and really, it wasnt her best sight but something on his forhead caught her eye. It glowed, his moon glowed and she couldnt help that she gasped at the pretty sight. It was then she noticed for the first time there were some kind of feelings showing. Not so clearly as by other numas, but it was there and that, if not the moon, sure caught her interest. She walked closer.
Her eyes wandered to his hords. Glowing as well. Were they lighting his way when he worked? she wondered to herself. As she closed up she stopped some feet away and her big purple eyes looked at him. "Are- are you alright?" she asked with a hint of concern in her voice.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 12:36 pm
"......" He pointed his paw to the grave. It being opened.
A bright purple numa laid there. Blond hair. A horn and soft wings of a butterfly. The only difference in the two. Their wings and their markings. Instead of having the heart design on her paw; she had it in the opposite paw. A necklace laid on her chest fur; Looking peaceful with her butterfly wings the color of the night sky. Designs of moons and starts.
"I wasn't sure before... but now I remember. I did know you from somewhere. All night while think.. and digging. Finally finding." He huffed more ; the moon shining as his horns. His tail flung in the air.
"Thats why I am an artist... I was there." He looked at the grave. The numa; beautiful. What beauty truely meant. Remembering the memories shooting by him every time he glanced over. She laid there, in the finest silks. Dead roses who couldn't be persevered inside the coffin. FOr so long. Being laid at rest.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 4:57 pm
Ovelia, rinkling her nose as she walked closer, wasnt sure this was something she wanted to wittness. What could he possibly show her in a grave? Was he morbid? Still, her naive side figured he must have something that meant alot to him and that couldnt be all bad. She stepped to the edge.
Gasping, it was like if she was looking in her mirror. The girl seemed to look younger, preserved. Did she just die? Was it Her? No cant be, different colors here and there. It didnt seem too weird, yet she just couldnt remember who that was. "What.. who is this?" she almost stumbled on her own words.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 5:31 pm
"The beautiful. Olivia Bell." He swung his tail inside the grave to softly pet the other's horn. His tail so clean to not let any dirt touch her.
"My mother." He seemed to quiet right after he said those words. Crushed at the same time to ever see his mother this way. Having not being able to love her as she did him. His horn brightened and started to glow.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 5:36 pm
Puzzled Ovelia tried taking this all in. Olivia Bell... that was a very scary thought. More scary that she felt she should know who that was and yet she didnt.. "You mother?" she softly whispered.. "Im.. Im so sorry..." the shivers trough her spine came back, it was like watching herself dead.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:04 pm
"...." They said the same. "She was the great one. The one who didn't care about her looks. That she was always there. In her right path. Always. Til I came along. All of everyone say sorry. How can you say sorry if you were there...." He paused and held on to that hurt feeling. Remembering.
"Auntie." He went back inside the grave. He licked his paw clean and softly touched his mother's cheek.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:12 pm
Getting more and more confused. Not even remembering this numas male numas name, had he even told her, she could only stare at him. "What do you mean untill you came along?" she needed to know. "I was there when?" Looking over to the dead numa, her eyes got a teared up expression without crying. Like if she was touched but yet not sure what it had been to touch her.
"Aunt..." she whispered to herself.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:36 pm
"....I was a bright colored numa. A much more brighter blue... she had me with her. Alone. She claimed love to me. Said she'd always be there for me... Since I was emotionless and couldn't tell her how much I appreciated and loved her. Like all her fans did. She wanted me to .. love her. Be there so we could be the best family. I couldn't give her that..."
He looked down. Wishing he had showed a little more emotion. Just a little to satisfy her.
"When we buried her... I had to dig her grave... I buried her. You were there. Sad... hated me for it... Cause I was at fault for your sister's death."
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