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Username: lightofeilia
Class: Monk
Title: NONE. I HATE TITLES
Summary: AL Workshop prompt : Balance.
Characters/Pairings: Squall.
Word count: 141
Rating/warnings: slightly random? *shrug*
[in art and dream may you proceed with abandon
in life may you proceed with balance and stealth] - Patti Smith
There was never much he could do to quell the urge to stop. Despite all of his heroic tendencies, really, all he wanted to do was to disappear, away from the grateful but demanding world. His duties; his relationships. He was not a likable person, Hyne damn it. If he was someone else, he wouldn't want to approach himself either. So what is up with all of these people bringing him praise and orders and manipulations?
[he'd walk away someday, though not now
and perhaps what he seeks now he will not find again
though he'd know by now, at least
such balance in the world comes by hard and dissipates
as easily as it is to lose a lifetime.]
Title: NONE. I HATE TITLES
Summary: Prompt for lumati, who asked for Seifer/Rinoa. Just a short poem...
Characters/Pairings: Squall/Rinoa, unrequited Seifer/Rinoa
Word count: 50
Rating/warnings: Seifer angst needs warning all on its own xD
the end of time ---
and you were forever lost.
to the eyes that shone for another;
[and i could have been your knight]
perhaps in another life, you'd be that dream
fulfilled
and then this longing could cease, like so many other things
that never happened
during that summer.
Class: Monk
Title: NONE. I HATE TITLES
Summary: AL Workshop prompt : Balance.
Characters/Pairings: Squall.
Word count: 141
Rating/warnings: slightly random? *shrug*
[in art and dream may you proceed with abandon
in life may you proceed with balance and stealth] - Patti Smith
There was never much he could do to quell the urge to stop. Despite all of his heroic tendencies, really, all he wanted to do was to disappear, away from the grateful but demanding world. His duties; his relationships. He was not a likable person, Hyne damn it. If he was someone else, he wouldn't want to approach himself either. So what is up with all of these people bringing him praise and orders and manipulations?
[he'd walk away someday, though not now
and perhaps what he seeks now he will not find again
though he'd know by now, at least
such balance in the world comes by hard and dissipates
as easily as it is to lose a lifetime.]
Title: NONE. I HATE TITLES
Summary: Prompt for lumati, who asked for Seifer/Rinoa. Just a short poem...
Characters/Pairings: Squall/Rinoa, unrequited Seifer/Rinoa
Word count: 50
Rating/warnings: Seifer angst needs warning all on its own xD
the end of time ---
and you were forever lost.
to the eyes that shone for another;
[and i could have been your knight]
perhaps in another life, you'd be that dream
fulfilled
and then this longing could cease, like so many other things
that never happened
during that summer.