Writing Updates: Tremble - Feeding Bunnies
Memo: I owe Cherri a chapter of Special Crop
RAWR. D<
Actually I am in a fairly good mood since I aced my lab project~! Yay me. :3 <3
Also I slept really odd. I had like a million weird dreams, well they were uncomfortable. There was a lot of yelling and arguing. I like would turn around in a dream and some huge argument would break out. Not too pleasant. I don’t like dreams where I argue with my mom. Because it usually leads us to an actual argument. But I am determined to have a good day.
Even though I have to make dinner. xD;
I actually saw this coming. :o Though I really like the Blue Rain ring.
The SUN RING is best for you!
Just like Ryohei and Lissuria
Take the Quiz! Cherri and I have been slowly watching Hitman Reborn.
AND it seems like our phones half work. xD;; Like I can call my dad, but I can’t call mom or Cherri. And Dad can’t call any of us.
JOY~
XD Not really. Well we really are having phone troubles, but its not joyful.
14: Tremble
Time seems to move slowly. It feels like it hardly moves at all, though I am unaware if this is a truth or if I am not moving instead. I’ve walked hand in hand with this child, her small vampire doll shoved into a bag. This darkness follows steps behind us, and looms just before us as well.
The doors are gone, though the void stays the same. We do not talk. We have no need too. Our words are shared, our thoughts the same, and it feels like it has been days.
Again, I do not know how much time has actually passed.
But if I have met my passed and I have feared her. If I have come to terms and we live together now, I know there are only two things I can face now.
The Present - which I am. I know myself, I am not afraid.
What frightens me, what causes a sensation of ice to stick to my spine, is the future. Is any person meant to see their own future?
If not for the blind eye on my left I would not have a problem. But these things, these spirits that haunt me, these notions, I have no defense. I’ll not use this child because my past has no standing in the present as anything more than a memory.
These spirits are like shadows passing by me, sometimes through me, and it sends a shiver down my spine. When the second passes another shiver comes and I am forced to turn my head to see what is coming.
I see a familiar door but her hand trembles in mine.
I do not want it opened any more than she does.
end.
[EDIT] Updated Black Ring [/EDIT]