Il mio giorno oggi...
Well, I had a more or less active day today. Trisha invited me over for a late birthday party celebration and we had fun, even though almost all the people there I did not know. The best thing was that I got to see her, like after a couple of months. Being in different universities sucks. (.-_-.)
I found this beautiful picture and thought of sharing it. Here it is:
I just finished mailing Syazie.I hate to think that once college starts, which is next week, I will not be able to reply as frequently as I may wish to. Like now, I mail her every two or three days, but after college starts, it will only be on weekends. *sigh*
Moving on, here is a little story that I cooked up yesterday. It's an Escaflowne fanfic. Happy Reading! (.n_n.)
Believing in you
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.
.
.
You say that you will wait for her forever, but will you? You throw away those disturbing thoughts that come to taunt you once loneliness sets in, say that she means more than life to you, and that no one else will take her place.
But you and her, worlds separate you, literally and figuratively. And promises sometimes seem bleak.
But a promise is a promise, bound by faith and determination.
Van looked up at the sky, the Mystic Moon shining brightly, reminding him of the love that she feels for him, what he feels for her.
Ten years has it been? Since the fateful day that he landed on the Mystic Moon, while chasing a dragon, hunting for the proof that would let him have a burden he did not wish to take upon. Shirking of the responsibility would crush the hopes and dreams that his people held, hence he needed to tread the path that the Gods had set for him, the path that his father walked on, the path his brother almost walked; be a king to his country, to his people, all for a better future.
But his beliefs and faith had been tested when the Zaibach empire's guy maleffs attacked his country, reducing it to ashes, on the very day that he took upon the responibility of a king, with her by his side. Not only had his faith been tested, but also his composure and strngth of mind, as his mentor and fellow soldiers gave up their lives so that he could leave them and flee the burned place. All because he is the future of his country, there would be no future without him.
They refused to let him die, dying for him instead.
She had been one of the primary supports of his life at such a time when he had needed a companion and a friend. She had taught him to be strong, stronger than he had already been, to believe in himself and to hold true to the ones he loved.
Hitomi had been one of a kind, someone he felt blessed to have.
When they had parted, he was hopeful that they would meet again. As it happened so, he could hear her thoughts and could be by her when she needed him to be there for her. But he did miss seeing her everyday, for the mere presence could make one feel so fulfilled and content.
If moving on meant that he was to choose someone else to share his life with, so that his future would be a bright one, a hopeful one, he chose to stand still and be frozen in time. To hell with the future. Sure he had been young when he had chosen her as the one for him, but he hadn't been childish nor had he been frivolous. He was meant for her as much as she meant for him.
And sometimes holding your ground can work in amazing ways. So he discovered when he refused to take someone else other than Hitomi to be his life partner, companion and co-ruler.
Van let out a chuckle. "Companion, huh? No one, other than you my love."
"Same goes for me, I think," came a voice behind him. He was about to turn around when he felt arms going around his waist. He relaxed in her embrace as he felt her nuzzle into his back. He let out a sigh of relief.
The Gods couldn't separate them. There she was, with him. The distance didn't matter after all. Hitomi was meant to be with him, and so she is.
All they did was believe in each other.
Liked it? Leave me a review in ff.net or a comment here and lemme know. ^_^
I found this beautiful picture and thought of sharing it. Here it is:
I just finished mailing Syazie.I hate to think that once college starts, which is next week, I will not be able to reply as frequently as I may wish to. Like now, I mail her every two or three days, but after college starts, it will only be on weekends. *sigh*
Moving on, here is a little story that I cooked up yesterday. It's an Escaflowne fanfic. Happy Reading! (.n_n.)
Believing in you
.
.
.
.
You say that you will wait for her forever, but will you? You throw away those disturbing thoughts that come to taunt you once loneliness sets in, say that she means more than life to you, and that no one else will take her place.
But you and her, worlds separate you, literally and figuratively. And promises sometimes seem bleak.
But a promise is a promise, bound by faith and determination.
Van looked up at the sky, the Mystic Moon shining brightly, reminding him of the love that she feels for him, what he feels for her.
Ten years has it been? Since the fateful day that he landed on the Mystic Moon, while chasing a dragon, hunting for the proof that would let him have a burden he did not wish to take upon. Shirking of the responsibility would crush the hopes and dreams that his people held, hence he needed to tread the path that the Gods had set for him, the path that his father walked on, the path his brother almost walked; be a king to his country, to his people, all for a better future.
But his beliefs and faith had been tested when the Zaibach empire's guy maleffs attacked his country, reducing it to ashes, on the very day that he took upon the responibility of a king, with her by his side. Not only had his faith been tested, but also his composure and strngth of mind, as his mentor and fellow soldiers gave up their lives so that he could leave them and flee the burned place. All because he is the future of his country, there would be no future without him.
They refused to let him die, dying for him instead.
She had been one of the primary supports of his life at such a time when he had needed a companion and a friend. She had taught him to be strong, stronger than he had already been, to believe in himself and to hold true to the ones he loved.
Hitomi had been one of a kind, someone he felt blessed to have.
When they had parted, he was hopeful that they would meet again. As it happened so, he could hear her thoughts and could be by her when she needed him to be there for her. But he did miss seeing her everyday, for the mere presence could make one feel so fulfilled and content.
If moving on meant that he was to choose someone else to share his life with, so that his future would be a bright one, a hopeful one, he chose to stand still and be frozen in time. To hell with the future. Sure he had been young when he had chosen her as the one for him, but he hadn't been childish nor had he been frivolous. He was meant for her as much as she meant for him.
And sometimes holding your ground can work in amazing ways. So he discovered when he refused to take someone else other than Hitomi to be his life partner, companion and co-ruler.
Van let out a chuckle. "Companion, huh? No one, other than you my love."
"Same goes for me, I think," came a voice behind him. He was about to turn around when he felt arms going around his waist. He relaxed in her embrace as he felt her nuzzle into his back. He let out a sigh of relief.
The Gods couldn't separate them. There she was, with him. The distance didn't matter after all. Hitomi was meant to be with him, and so she is.
All they did was believe in each other.
Liked it? Leave me a review in ff.net or a comment here and lemme know. ^_^