Post by Xena on Jan 10, 2008 13:18:39 GMT 7
The wildest thought occurred at a tranquil moment.
Moment first before anything, though. I was taking a simple stroll around the academy, despite the obvious fact that I know it practically from top to bottom already.Wearing a red dress with a matching red bag, I moved through the overcrowded area of Central Town, easily squeezing through despite my apparel.
I had been listening to my iPod playing My Chemical Romance's Teenagers, and coming up next was the same band's Famous Last Words. Although I find myself odd to actually listen to a band singing in English rather than Japanese, I still do it, as listening to Japanese words only drag me away from my past of the two deaths that scarred me for the rest of my days.
I arrived at a more secluded area of town, some place more peaceful than what welcomed me when I came - people. There were barely more people than five or seven. I cast a glance at my Hello Kitty case, sighing at my sense of style. As I hate the plain color, I wanted to change the cover, but the only thing available was this Hello Kitty cover.
Annoying as it is, it still matches my overall clothing.
While still continuing to walk, I gazed at my surroundings, noticing the familiar fountain that would have been found in the center of town, but maybe it was an extra fountain at the east side of the area. All of the benches in its perimeter look inviting, but it was only one bench that I wanted to sit on.
The particular bench was cradled in the shade of a tree, and it looked far more inviting than any other bench, as it is still morning and I would not like to stay under the sun. I sat down on the bench, tapping my boots with the music flooding my ears with energy. And then, something just struck me there...
A want to write.
I don't know where it came from, but I just wanted to write something. Passing by was a traveling salesman, and what he was bringing was 'alice-paper.' I didn't know what that was, but I wanted to cease this urge to write. And so I bought it for fifteen Rabbits - too much for my liking, but I wanted to quench this sudden thirst. Along with it was a pen, and it too was named Alice. I began to wonder what alice was placed on these two items.
Whatever.
I just needed to write stuff. The pen in my hand hovered above the recently bought paper, and then it began to move, producing letters that formed words that formed sentences. Eventually I found out that I was doing a poem... about reality. The poem went along as follows:
Reality.
The pain surged through your body as sharp as a knife
Although you tried to run and hide
The truth still manages to reach, like dropping bricks,
The innocence of your mind...
I was still blank for the other stanzas, and I was left tapping the pen on the bench beside me impatiently, the music of Camui Gackt finally entering my ears.
Moment first before anything, though. I was taking a simple stroll around the academy, despite the obvious fact that I know it practically from top to bottom already.Wearing a red dress with a matching red bag, I moved through the overcrowded area of Central Town, easily squeezing through despite my apparel.
I had been listening to my iPod playing My Chemical Romance's Teenagers, and coming up next was the same band's Famous Last Words. Although I find myself odd to actually listen to a band singing in English rather than Japanese, I still do it, as listening to Japanese words only drag me away from my past of the two deaths that scarred me for the rest of my days.
I arrived at a more secluded area of town, some place more peaceful than what welcomed me when I came - people. There were barely more people than five or seven. I cast a glance at my Hello Kitty case, sighing at my sense of style. As I hate the plain color, I wanted to change the cover, but the only thing available was this Hello Kitty cover.
Annoying as it is, it still matches my overall clothing.
While still continuing to walk, I gazed at my surroundings, noticing the familiar fountain that would have been found in the center of town, but maybe it was an extra fountain at the east side of the area. All of the benches in its perimeter look inviting, but it was only one bench that I wanted to sit on.
The particular bench was cradled in the shade of a tree, and it looked far more inviting than any other bench, as it is still morning and I would not like to stay under the sun. I sat down on the bench, tapping my boots with the music flooding my ears with energy. And then, something just struck me there...
A want to write.
I don't know where it came from, but I just wanted to write something. Passing by was a traveling salesman, and what he was bringing was 'alice-paper.' I didn't know what that was, but I wanted to cease this urge to write. And so I bought it for fifteen Rabbits - too much for my liking, but I wanted to quench this sudden thirst. Along with it was a pen, and it too was named Alice. I began to wonder what alice was placed on these two items.
Whatever.
I just needed to write stuff. The pen in my hand hovered above the recently bought paper, and then it began to move, producing letters that formed words that formed sentences. Eventually I found out that I was doing a poem... about reality. The poem went along as follows:
Reality.
The pain surged through your body as sharp as a knife
Although you tried to run and hide
The truth still manages to reach, like dropping bricks,
The innocence of your mind...
I was still blank for the other stanzas, and I was left tapping the pen on the bench beside me impatiently, the music of Camui Gackt finally entering my ears.
