Scribbles, dreams and QotD
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We walk once again along this broken mountain path, ah
I turn my head carelessly and
You look up to me and smile and smile and smile
The wind is like ice-sweet wine
Lacing my veins, this intoxication
Wraps and holds me like that feather bed in that morning
Where we met in the sunshine once-upon-a-time
I hold out my hand and you offer up your palms
Open like the lily flowers, white
Silent, shining
This moment, how can it exist, is almost blind
The snow erases
Easier than sand, all traces
Of our endless journey
Your eyes, oh your eyes
Can they hear me
Where are you now?
... *slow blink* Poem? Song? How the hell should I know? The Japanese songs are invading my brain. >.>; Let's call it a scribble and be done with it. I'm only a poet when I'm bored, so you can imagine the extent of my "skills"... :P The first line of this came to me last night while I was trying to get some KuroFai written, and wouldn't leave my brain alone, and then for the rest of the evening I could only think in verse. *rolls eyes* Figures...
[Random spoilers for The Queen of the Damned under the cuts.]
I don't think I slept at all the first half of last night. >.>; It was all sweltering heat and stuffy apparently because of a storm passing over and just bleh. Woke up this morning aching all over, how annoying. *pouts* I think I dozed half the night, 'cuz I don't really remember falling asleep/dreaming the first half. X3 Not tired, though. Maybe that's just 'cuz I require little sleep in general. Anyways...
First dream I remember was something about a cave where we'd been camping before, and a row of dusty sleeping bags, people who'd been there when we left and who were still there when I returned. It'd been years or something. o.o WTF. Anyways, there was a glass door at the back of the cave behind white curtains where somebody handed in supplies (donuts? :P). It was like a faux!cave. XD; And then I remember all these people were there to train for magic. I made water levitate and fly around and stuff. (I blame this on Fai. I was reading KuroFai before I went to bed and staring at Fai feeling the wall/levitating on one of my wallpapers.) I also remember transmuting water into silver; it required some concentration. :O
And then there was this terrifying (only terrifying insofar as it was a little too interesting; I rarely count anything as a 'nightmare' these days) dream about children; 18-foot-tall 12-year-olds and 6-foot-tall babies, and then there was this tiny baby-size, practically, 18-year-old. @_@ It was really OMGWTF. So creepy. (I blame this one on Claudia. I read that eerie scene where Jesse finds her secret room with the diary and the doll yesterday...) Then there was this scene in this garden shaded with vines and flowers hanging from overhead white stucco beams, like at our school, and the 18-year-old little girl-figure sitting on a bench... And it was all this Arrowhead water delivery man's fault, 'cuz he remarked on the roses, he knew about the roses this girl would have to wear... It sounds so stupid to write it down, but it really was hair-raising in the dream. And then something about the girl trying to commit suicide by carving a cut under her chin, and the Arrowhead logo, white and blood-speckled lining around the edges, like bits of flesh except it was like a license plate in an old photograph and that made it more chilling. *shakes head* It was just really, really skin-crawling, the whole thing. ^^;; I think the girl's name was Ana.
That was so cheerful. XD But I woke up this morning feeling refreshed, probably 'cuz the storm was gone. _^_;; Anyways...
I'm a little over halfway through the book...
Okay. I was right. AKASHA. ANNOYS. THE HELL. OUTTA ME. >.>; What is she doing to my beautiful Lestat?! She's... using him, and twisting his perceptions, and I can see what she's doing from a mile off and it's a little cliched even, but ARGH! WTF... Stop making him do what he doesn't want to do and making him think he wants to do it! ;.; If that even makes sense... Yeah, seen this before. Doesn't make it any less annoying. Break free from her spell, dammit Lestat... Okay. XD Will stop talking at fictional charas now. *sheepish*
... Armand. *_* Is so much love in this book. It was coming on, surely, but I don't think I truly fell for him until this particular volume. Gosh. He was beautiful and unearthly and angsty and morbidly fascinating and so forth, but I don't think he had proper substance till this book; he wasn't grounded before, just floating...
Armand/Daniel made me all warm and wheeful. ^________^ *fluffed* 'S about time Armand found something to believe in and actually care about again, ne? And Daniel's such a cutie. A little insane-ish, but in a better way than Nicki, for sure. ^^;;;
... The Marius/Armand reunion. Gods. Gods. The sheer intensity of that moment could've broken me in pieces if I'd let it (nearly welled up the second time around too), but it was just... so beautiful. I was very nearly unprepared for it, but short as it was... Perfect. *smile* Even though Armand was so passive as he always was... I remember I woke up last night at 1 AM or so and couldn't stop thinking about it. ^^;;;
Hee. I think that's what I've got so far. The twins... I'm starting their story now. It's interesting... Pretty like sunlight, and odd and twisting, but I think it'll be fun to get through. ^.^; I still maintain that The Vampire Lestat was the best book so far, though.
*wanders off*
We walk once again along this broken mountain path, ah
I turn my head carelessly and
You look up to me and smile and smile and smile
The wind is like ice-sweet wine
Lacing my veins, this intoxication
Wraps and holds me like that feather bed in that morning
Where we met in the sunshine once-upon-a-time
I hold out my hand and you offer up your palms
Open like the lily flowers, white
Silent, shining
This moment, how can it exist, is almost blind
The snow erases
Easier than sand, all traces
Of our endless journey
Your eyes, oh your eyes
Can they hear me
Where are you now?
... *slow blink* Poem? Song? How the hell should I know? The Japanese songs are invading my brain. >.>; Let's call it a scribble and be done with it. I'm only a poet when I'm bored, so you can imagine the extent of my "skills"... :P The first line of this came to me last night while I was trying to get some KuroFai written, and wouldn't leave my brain alone, and then for the rest of the evening I could only think in verse. *rolls eyes* Figures...
[Random spoilers for The Queen of the Damned under the cuts.]
I don't think I slept at all the first half of last night. >.>; It was all sweltering heat and stuffy apparently because of a storm passing over and just bleh. Woke up this morning aching all over, how annoying. *pouts* I think I dozed half the night, 'cuz I don't really remember falling asleep/dreaming the first half. X3 Not tired, though. Maybe that's just 'cuz I require little sleep in general. Anyways...
First dream I remember was something about a cave where we'd been camping before, and a row of dusty sleeping bags, people who'd been there when we left and who were still there when I returned. It'd been years or something. o.o WTF. Anyways, there was a glass door at the back of the cave behind white curtains where somebody handed in supplies (donuts? :P). It was like a faux!cave. XD; And then I remember all these people were there to train for magic. I made water levitate and fly around and stuff. (I blame this on Fai. I was reading KuroFai before I went to bed and staring at Fai feeling the wall/levitating on one of my wallpapers.) I also remember transmuting water into silver; it required some concentration. :O
And then there was this terrifying (only terrifying insofar as it was a little too interesting; I rarely count anything as a 'nightmare' these days) dream about children; 18-foot-tall 12-year-olds and 6-foot-tall babies, and then there was this tiny baby-size, practically, 18-year-old. @_@ It was really OMGWTF. So creepy. (I blame this one on Claudia. I read that eerie scene where Jesse finds her secret room with the diary and the doll yesterday...) Then there was this scene in this garden shaded with vines and flowers hanging from overhead white stucco beams, like at our school, and the 18-year-old little girl-figure sitting on a bench... And it was all this Arrowhead water delivery man's fault, 'cuz he remarked on the roses, he knew about the roses this girl would have to wear... It sounds so stupid to write it down, but it really was hair-raising in the dream. And then something about the girl trying to commit suicide by carving a cut under her chin, and the Arrowhead logo, white and blood-speckled lining around the edges, like bits of flesh except it was like a license plate in an old photograph and that made it more chilling. *shakes head* It was just really, really skin-crawling, the whole thing. ^^;; I think the girl's name was Ana.
That was so cheerful. XD But I woke up this morning feeling refreshed, probably 'cuz the storm was gone. _^_;; Anyways...
I'm a little over halfway through the book...
Okay. I was right. AKASHA. ANNOYS. THE HELL. OUTTA ME. >.>; What is she doing to my beautiful Lestat?! She's... using him, and twisting his perceptions, and I can see what she's doing from a mile off and it's a little cliched even, but ARGH! WTF... Stop making him do what he doesn't want to do and making him think he wants to do it! ;.; If that even makes sense... Yeah, seen this before. Doesn't make it any less annoying. Break free from her spell, dammit Lestat... Okay. XD Will stop talking at fictional charas now. *sheepish*
... Armand. *_* Is so much love in this book. It was coming on, surely, but I don't think I truly fell for him until this particular volume. Gosh. He was beautiful and unearthly and angsty and morbidly fascinating and so forth, but I don't think he had proper substance till this book; he wasn't grounded before, just floating...
Armand/Daniel made me all warm and wheeful. ^________^ *fluffed* 'S about time Armand found something to believe in and actually care about again, ne? And Daniel's such a cutie. A little insane-ish, but in a better way than Nicki, for sure. ^^;;;
... The Marius/Armand reunion. Gods. Gods. The sheer intensity of that moment could've broken me in pieces if I'd let it (nearly welled up the second time around too), but it was just... so beautiful. I was very nearly unprepared for it, but short as it was... Perfect. *smile* Even though Armand was so passive as he always was... I remember I woke up last night at 1 AM or so and couldn't stop thinking about it. ^^;;;
Hee. I think that's what I've got so far. The twins... I'm starting their story now. It's interesting... Pretty like sunlight, and odd and twisting, but I think it'll be fun to get through. ^.^; I still maintain that The Vampire Lestat was the best book so far, though.
*wanders off*