Ocean Of Time, Ocean Of Change
Prolog
The afternoon sun shone down upon the grass, making each blade glow with a aura of Gaia's life. The air was filled with the playful cries of peers in play at sports and games. And also harboring the depressing sighs of a bored Ranma.
Idley playing with a cheap plastic pen in one hand, Ranma stared in longing at the open field and builds of Nerima. Hoping, craving for that freedom from... this. Endless notes, monotone voice of a uninterested teacher and dusty knowledge of the histtory past.
The school bells ringing awoke him from the daze of bordom, singing like some metalic angel of answered wishes.
He quickly gathered his books together, following in suit of his fellow students in not caring about the hollow declares of homework and post-tests. School was out, and Ranma was desperate to bask within that heaven.
Ignoring all those around him, he ran towards the exits, avoiding the creeping calls of Kodachi with her declarations of love and bouqiues of black roses.
"The time of today flows onward
A quiet stream of choas events
Upon it's soothing surface
Does the boats of souls float
Yet what might come
If the waves ripple
And a single life was lost
Amounst the waves of change..."
Prolog
The afternoon sun shone down upon the grass, making each blade glow with a aura of Gaia's life. The air was filled with the playful cries of peers in play at sports and games. And also harboring the depressing sighs of a bored Ranma.
Idley playing with a cheap plastic pen in one hand, Ranma stared in longing at the open field and builds of Nerima. Hoping, craving for that freedom from... this. Endless notes, monotone voice of a uninterested teacher and dusty knowledge of the histtory past.
The school bells ringing awoke him from the daze of bordom, singing like some metalic angel of answered wishes.
He quickly gathered his books together, following in suit of his fellow students in not caring about the hollow declares of homework and post-tests. School was out, and Ranma was desperate to bask within that heaven.
Ignoring all those around him, he ran towards the exits, avoiding the creeping calls of Kodachi with her declarations of love and bouqiues of black roses.
"The time of today flows onward
A quiet stream of choas events
Upon it's soothing surface
Does the boats of souls float
Yet what might come
If the waves ripple
And a single life was lost
Amounst the waves of change..."