Post by Luna Katanashi on Apr 22, 2008 14:15:43 GMT 7
It's dark.
Of course, one girl is being clutched in the darkness in the silent hallway. The unveiled smile that could be seen right in her face was fake like a plastic flower. How she wished that she has grasped enough strength to break through this everlasting nightmare. She was only surrounded with magical people and some other odd things that can be seen around this prison. Odd individuals and objects. Of course, this is a magical school; what could she expect?
Silence.
The vulnerable, demure girl seated herself down and leaned herself on a solid wall. What an appearance. The blond hair, pale skin, deep ocean blue eyes with tears symmetrically descending down to the line of her jaw which were giving her a melancholic look. Her life was resembling her visage as of now. They fitted perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle made for each other. She started to feel the surroundings to some degree. And it was -- freezing.
What is available to do now?
Right, there is nothing left to do. When this comprehension came to her, she bit her lower lip. Ignoring the biting coldness, she proceeded in crying. She is feeling all heartbroken and despondent. Those feelings were flowing quite chaotically in her body. She always tries to stabilize them when she talks to someone. It is really difficult to talk happily just to obtain a highest possible impact of lies. Finally, she can cumulate her memories and think about them now.
Finally.
Does she even deserve to be helped? Yes or no? She wanted to utter a sound -- like something that lures students out of their dorm rooms. Like -- shouting that the Academy is stupid, perhaps? No, that's too absurd. Oh, she knows one! But, she didn't say anything. nothing at all. The word she was about to utter in the silence was frozen.
Of course, one girl is being clutched in the darkness in the silent hallway. The unveiled smile that could be seen right in her face was fake like a plastic flower. How she wished that she has grasped enough strength to break through this everlasting nightmare. She was only surrounded with magical people and some other odd things that can be seen around this prison. Odd individuals and objects. Of course, this is a magical school; what could she expect?
Silence.
The vulnerable, demure girl seated herself down and leaned herself on a solid wall. What an appearance. The blond hair, pale skin, deep ocean blue eyes with tears symmetrically descending down to the line of her jaw which were giving her a melancholic look. Her life was resembling her visage as of now. They fitted perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle made for each other. She started to feel the surroundings to some degree. And it was -- freezing.
What is available to do now?
Right, there is nothing left to do. When this comprehension came to her, she bit her lower lip. Ignoring the biting coldness, she proceeded in crying. She is feeling all heartbroken and despondent. Those feelings were flowing quite chaotically in her body. She always tries to stabilize them when she talks to someone. It is really difficult to talk happily just to obtain a highest possible impact of lies. Finally, she can cumulate her memories and think about them now.
Finally.
Does she even deserve to be helped? Yes or no? She wanted to utter a sound -- like something that lures students out of their dorm rooms. Like -- shouting that the Academy is stupid, perhaps? No, that's too absurd. Oh, she knows one! But, she didn't say anything. nothing at all. The word she was about to utter in the silence was frozen.
