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Green Life Her eyes were the green of life. Everything she touched became infused with that vital energy; plants grew stronger when she tended to them, people’s hearts warmed, and the frosty barrier that had enveloped him since he could remember melted slowly. He started to appreciate the things that he never thought about, the blue of the ( Read more... )

When she touches Shaoran’s shoulder, the warmth of his sleeping body comforts her. He is more real than her fluttery memories that echo of inconsistency. Missing people almost make the memories she regains seem more like a string of visions; but she can feel the truth of them in her heart. No vision could be so textured with sounds, scents, and ( Read more... )

Though the first time it was mentioned was in jest, she felt the truth in her heart. They were a family, bound together by experiences and friendship rather than blood. Kurogane protects her and Shaoran as fiercely as any father, giving advice and discipline as needed. And she knows that he worries behind his mask of calm. Fai, despite his ( Read more... )

Trust me, I'm not even sure where this idea came from. But it was too funky a thought to set aside ( Read more... )

006. HoursThough she has the body of a young woman, her life seems to have only begun a few hours ago. The young boy she sees at her side is the first person in her life. He tells her that she is a princess, that her name is Sakura and that he is searching for her memories -all of which echo true in her soul. Yet he is hurt when she asks his name, ( Read more... )

He’s always smiling, but there’s something about that smile that hurts inside. Even when he laughs, eyes watching Kurogane’s reaction to his latest joke, she can feel a slight echo of pain he refuses to acknowledge, or share. She does not ask why he holds the pain so closely; she has a feeling that he might crumble if he stops running.

So she ( Read more... )

004. InsidesShe was slowly losing pieces of herself but her mind had already shut down, a self-preservation mechanism that was utterly defenseless against the true threat, a mad vortex of magic. Time and space were twisting around her, pulling memories from her awareness as she was held aloft. Her father’s face crystallized into a feather... ( Read more... )

003. EndsWhen people think of destiny, they think of an indistinct power pulling strings from the shadows to reach an end, and that nothing can be done to prevent or change that outcome. This is not quite true. Every action, every thought, touch, belief, and opinion is part of destiny. Choices must be made, roads must be taken, and humanity’s ( Read more... )

035. Sixth Sense“A young girl shouldn’t be walking among the dead without an escort ( Read more... )

002. MiddlesSakura watched the sandstorm whirl around the ruins from the slits in the castle’s shutters. It was well past her usual bedtime, but she couldn’t sleep with the howling wind and the whimpering of the people in the city. The older people of Clow thought of sandstorms as a physical manifestation of the gods’ anger, especially ones that ( Read more... )