A/N Okay, I'm new at this but plz give me a chance!!!! I'll try to get better and all that good stuffz. Okay so I'm sortof modeling this story off of Otep's Possession on Sevas tra. Good cd, anyways there will be lil pieces of the lyrics here and there, oh and if you didn't know I don't happen to own Gundam or any of the chars or Otep or any of the songs. Moral of the story:plz don't sue me!!!!!
Possession, Invention
Invite discovery
Surrender to pleasures
Lost in the ecstasy
Survive
Alive, you are my enemy.
You die for lies, slave to misery.
Dear journal,
I have been nothing but pure for the duration of my immortal existence. I have helped those in need of my assistance, sacrificed my joys and friends to maintain loyalty to my cause, and fought the blasphemy that threatens to over take the world. I fear to put these confessions upon paper. If these are found, I am bound to an eternal damnation by my status and my beliefs. Therefore, when I am finished writing, these pages shall be cast down among mortals, slipped between the fabrics of time into a different existence. In this time, unknown to me now, these pages shall exist. No eyes shall lay eyes upon them, knowing they hold truth. They shall read my both fateful and blasphemous undoing, filled with ecstasy and a fiery love that I shall never feel for another. No soul in this time: mortal, holy, and demonic shall ever know the cause of my miserable soul. No one shall know-ever.
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The angel snapped shut the golden cover, the shield to many upon many concealed confessions. The angel slid the small, but thick journal in between her silk robes. She opened up a huge window, causing the brocaded curtains to rustle. Long white wings spread and with a swift flutter she was up in the sky, heading towards the distance.
She soon landed on the roof of a small temple. She closed her eyes and felt herself lose form. She quickly sank though the ceiling and called herself as one again. New angels gave her admirable gazes. She softly prodded at their minds, a trait that most high priestesses had. The general feeling as to why a powerful priestess of heaven should be in a temple of time was present. She could easily make them all forget what they saw or even easier, make them all leave with just the slightest suggestion slipped into their common thoughts.
Leave.
Angels calmly filed out of the temple. No complaints, no suspicions.
She stepped up to the alter and set the gold book upon the flat, marble surface. The angel called forth the power deep inside of herself.
"Spirits of those great and good
Open the gates of the past and present
Take this object where it should
Quickly, and quietly it will take it's decent."
The book glowed with a bright light and then it was gone. The angel smiled with satisfaction and flew out of the temple.
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