A dream so far gone....
By Silver Sun
Season: Silver Millenium
Genre: Drama/Romance
Email: silversun80@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Don't go there, minna-chan, just don't go there, ok? I have a
soft spot for this delicate matter...*sniffles* DO NOT OWN SAILORMOON!!!!
A.N: Ok...a new fic from me, the insane author, who does not have a life...
*wails*... A nice Silver Millenium fic, a nice break from all the giddy and
comedy fics from me at the moment, probably the only serious fic written
after Whirlwind of Fate! (^^;; shameless plug there). Right, we got
everything cleared up, ne? Well, let's get on with the story then! Enjoy..and
don't forget emails, k? Lazy slackers! *pokes tongue out* See? Write me an email and tell me what a rude author I am...-_-;;
A dream so far ago - Prologue
By Silver Sun
Email: Silversun80@hotmail.com
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I grew up in a white palace. With roses surrounding the tranquil lake, the
sun shining on the marble steps like magic touched crystals. Flowers were
placed everywhere that people could actually see, where the wind smelled so
sweet, a smell of impossible berries, where the dust was carried in a circle
of mist. Old maple trees lazily hung their leaves on our heads, where we
would spend hours playing around and dirtying our clothes. Mother had planted
so many fern trees around the palace's walls, so green, that it reminds me of
the green of the Earth. A faraway planet, a blue blob with greens, shining
away in the galaxy, like an unreachable dream. I often wondered what it was
that was so mesmerizing about that blue blob. You can let yourself loose in
it, wander off to dreams and fantasies, to an exotic, foreign lands, with
shining oceans and strange animals. Mother had said that I could come and
visit Earth one day when I was old enough. I wondered how much old was old
enough. May be, never, with my silly giggles and un-lady-like acts. Then
there was this royal birth and responsibility thing. Funny, how every little
girl would dream of being a princess, then what would a princess dream of
being, may be a little normal girl. Then, laughters can be heard so
carelessly, with childish dreams and thoughts.
But I don't mind being a princess, really. It wasn't so bad. I had friends,
really good friends. Giddy, they were, but there were no other better friends
than mine. I smiled at the thought. Real troublemakers, we were, and we made
troubles with class, too. We spent days wandering off the palace's boundaries, going fishing just to get ourselves all wet and stinky at the end
of the day. Going hunting in the forest, just to come running home later
because some silly ghost stories. And then there was this boy thing. We
really did have this thing for the boys in the palace. The five-some, us, who always had this reputation of being boy-crazed. Do true loves really
exist? Or was it just some made-up delusional fantasy for dreamless people to
look forward to? It's like this dream, a surreal dream, that you don't ever
want to wake up. Have you ever wondered what's it like to love someone so
much, and to be loved as much in return? All those stories, fairy tales and
songs, did they tell the truth? When you see someone with their true love, you
can't help but wonder, will it ever happen to me? Will I find someone? Is he
out there or is he just merely an image?
Sometimes, I felt so lonely, there was just this deep hole inside of me, like
loosing my heart, like not being able to feel it anymore, completely hollow.
What was there before? What was going to fill it?
'Have faith, my child' My grandmama used to say. 'It'll come to you, if
you're patient enough to wait for it'. It'd come to me, if I was patient
enough to wait for it...
And came it did, silently, secretly and unexpectedly like the summer wind, so
comfort and wistfully, it swept me to ninth clouds. He was handsome, he was
sweet, he was perfect, he was everything that I ever dreamt of, but what was
so different about him was that I never, never felt hollow and empty with
him. Like his heart had filled in mine, and mine his. Like two souls reaching
out together, binding the other, to never ever let go...
He was my beloved Endymion.
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So that was the pathetic prologue, what do minna-chan think of it?
What is the two syllables word, that would mean the world to me?
...EMAIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So email me, ok?
Me = email-crazed ------- silversun80@hotmail.com
By Silver Sun
Season: Silver Millenium
Genre: Drama/Romance
Email: silversun80@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Don't go there, minna-chan, just don't go there, ok? I have a
soft spot for this delicate matter...*sniffles* DO NOT OWN SAILORMOON!!!!
A.N: Ok...a new fic from me, the insane author, who does not have a life...
*wails*... A nice Silver Millenium fic, a nice break from all the giddy and
comedy fics from me at the moment, probably the only serious fic written
after Whirlwind of Fate! (^^;; shameless plug there). Right, we got
everything cleared up, ne? Well, let's get on with the story then! Enjoy..and
don't forget emails, k? Lazy slackers! *pokes tongue out* See? Write me an email and tell me what a rude author I am...-_-;;
A dream so far ago - Prologue
By Silver Sun
Email: Silversun80@hotmail.com
*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
I grew up in a white palace. With roses surrounding the tranquil lake, the
sun shining on the marble steps like magic touched crystals. Flowers were
placed everywhere that people could actually see, where the wind smelled so
sweet, a smell of impossible berries, where the dust was carried in a circle
of mist. Old maple trees lazily hung their leaves on our heads, where we
would spend hours playing around and dirtying our clothes. Mother had planted
so many fern trees around the palace's walls, so green, that it reminds me of
the green of the Earth. A faraway planet, a blue blob with greens, shining
away in the galaxy, like an unreachable dream. I often wondered what it was
that was so mesmerizing about that blue blob. You can let yourself loose in
it, wander off to dreams and fantasies, to an exotic, foreign lands, with
shining oceans and strange animals. Mother had said that I could come and
visit Earth one day when I was old enough. I wondered how much old was old
enough. May be, never, with my silly giggles and un-lady-like acts. Then
there was this royal birth and responsibility thing. Funny, how every little
girl would dream of being a princess, then what would a princess dream of
being, may be a little normal girl. Then, laughters can be heard so
carelessly, with childish dreams and thoughts.
But I don't mind being a princess, really. It wasn't so bad. I had friends,
really good friends. Giddy, they were, but there were no other better friends
than mine. I smiled at the thought. Real troublemakers, we were, and we made
troubles with class, too. We spent days wandering off the palace's boundaries, going fishing just to get ourselves all wet and stinky at the end
of the day. Going hunting in the forest, just to come running home later
because some silly ghost stories. And then there was this boy thing. We
really did have this thing for the boys in the palace. The five-some, us, who always had this reputation of being boy-crazed. Do true loves really
exist? Or was it just some made-up delusional fantasy for dreamless people to
look forward to? It's like this dream, a surreal dream, that you don't ever
want to wake up. Have you ever wondered what's it like to love someone so
much, and to be loved as much in return? All those stories, fairy tales and
songs, did they tell the truth? When you see someone with their true love, you
can't help but wonder, will it ever happen to me? Will I find someone? Is he
out there or is he just merely an image?
Sometimes, I felt so lonely, there was just this deep hole inside of me, like
loosing my heart, like not being able to feel it anymore, completely hollow.
What was there before? What was going to fill it?
'Have faith, my child' My grandmama used to say. 'It'll come to you, if
you're patient enough to wait for it'. It'd come to me, if I was patient
enough to wait for it...
And came it did, silently, secretly and unexpectedly like the summer wind, so
comfort and wistfully, it swept me to ninth clouds. He was handsome, he was
sweet, he was perfect, he was everything that I ever dreamt of, but what was
so different about him was that I never, never felt hollow and empty with
him. Like his heart had filled in mine, and mine his. Like two souls reaching
out together, binding the other, to never ever let go...
He was my beloved Endymion.
*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
So that was the pathetic prologue, what do minna-chan think of it?
What is the two syllables word, that would mean the world to me?
...EMAIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So email me, ok?
Me = email-crazed ------- silversun80@hotmail.com