Hi, hi! Crystal-chan is still $$$ high, so don't pay any attention to
her! Its only the first week of Chinese New Year, and I already
have $150! Ureshi! ^_^ Now I can keep some for LotR when
it comes out on DvD, and LOTS of anime... Well, enough of
this nut's babble, I have a tour to lead! Which branch would you
care to take? The road to the fire pit, or to the realm of the Lost
Souls? Oh, by the way, some of the passages I wrote are things
that Crystal had written in a diary. Actually, that's how I feel right
now. The money is lifting, in the way I don't need. Why am I
depressed? I will never know.
Disclaimer: Of course, LotR charaters belong to J.R.R.T
The poem used is my Onee-san's
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pain.
What is it? Nobody knows an exact defenition. Is it something
you feel from a wound? Is it physical, or emotional? Or both? What does it
come from? Can you be rid of it forever? Does it forever haunt you? Can
you prevent it?
No.
Pain is a never-ending disease that eats its way through you. Sometimes
you don't have to put up with it. Most of the time though, it hounds you like
Protecter of the Gates. He'll whip you and hunt you until you pass into the
Underworld. There is no relief. Pain is relentless. It never tires, never needs rest,
and never becomes tired of making sport of you. Why is it there? It is like
asking, "Why are the Gods, Gods, and Mortals, Mortals?" There is no answer.
Pain is just there to torment all. There is no known point for it. Just that it
hurts.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"One of the things I need to tell you about Crystal is..." Suppi-chan was
cut off as Yura yelled for her. "What," she yelled back.
~ It's time to train, baka. ~
Suppi-chan sighed. "Sorry. Obviously I can not talk right now. Bye!" she
ran off.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Crystal re-wrapped her bandages, wrapping it around her waist first, and
wound it up until the bandages covered her breasts. (Think tube top of bandages.)
Then she pain-stakingly pulled on some loose navy training pants, and left her shirt
off. * It doesn't matter what I wear, as long as what's important is covered. *
She walked over to the dresser, opened her diary, and read her last entry.
* Kami-sama! I haven't written in this thing for ages! * she slightly winced at the
sadness she had put into writing it. (The first paragraph is her entry.) * I REALLY
need to start writing more optimistic thoughts in this. But it's right. * she mused.
* Pain is haunting me right now. What have I done? * She laughed at herself mentally.
* Fool! There is no WHY. There is just a 'it is' and an 'it isn't.' * She started to
write in all the events of the years that have past, going in as much detail as possible.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Finally, about five hours later, she ran out of ink. She had only written in
about two years. * I'll never finish this! * She left it open, and went to get some
more ink and some well-earned fresh air.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Legolas was ambling around, not knowing what to do. Suppi-chan was not
able to tell him anything, for she was whisked off again to train, or what not.His heart
wasn't into exploring the beautiful city, or training on the huge training ground. He didn't
even wish to try out the odd weapons called mandagous, much to his companions'
amazement. As he was walking, he realized his feet were taking him towards
Crystal's room.
When he stepped in, he saw that no one was inside. * Should I look around? *
He knew it was wrong to barge into and look through another's room, but something
in heart told him to continue. There was something in there he was destined to find.
He could just feel it.
As he walked by his desk, a silver flash caught his eye. He walked over to
investigate. Then he saw it. Her diary. One of her most treasured things, that not even
the Hime was allowed to read.
He sat down on the bed, and flipped the pages, coming to rest at a poem.
Never Ending
If I had a say in anything in my life,
I would tell myself to stop thinking of you.
Tell my brain to stop throbbing,
And my heart to stop hurting.
You ruined my life,
And you still won't go away.
The memories are everywhere,
I just CAN'T outrun them.
I act like everything is fine
And I smile when you are near,
I hurt from the inside,
Where there is no escape.
The walls are quick to shrink
And the boiling of blood quick to rise
Where I'm trapped in the furstration
And am embraced by the depression.
It seems as if the pain will never cease,
Like you'll always be right there
Your shadow over me
While my sadness owns me.
Again I state how my being can't forget you
How it refuses to let me live
Without finisheing my business...of you.
As I choke and gasp...of you.
And that is why this is being written,
And this is why my brain throbs,
While my heart hurts
For this pain, is the never ending kind.
Tears coursed down his fair face, shining like crystal's reflecting the sun.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
You like? I know this is kind of depressing. Not happy like the others, but oh well.
Yell me what you think of my "philosophy" that I wrote in the beginning? Nice reviews
are the Elixer of Life!
her! Its only the first week of Chinese New Year, and I already
have $150! Ureshi! ^_^ Now I can keep some for LotR when
it comes out on DvD, and LOTS of anime... Well, enough of
this nut's babble, I have a tour to lead! Which branch would you
care to take? The road to the fire pit, or to the realm of the Lost
Souls? Oh, by the way, some of the passages I wrote are things
that Crystal had written in a diary. Actually, that's how I feel right
now. The money is lifting, in the way I don't need. Why am I
depressed? I will never know.
Disclaimer: Of course, LotR charaters belong to J.R.R.T
The poem used is my Onee-san's
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pain.
What is it? Nobody knows an exact defenition. Is it something
you feel from a wound? Is it physical, or emotional? Or both? What does it
come from? Can you be rid of it forever? Does it forever haunt you? Can
you prevent it?
No.
Pain is a never-ending disease that eats its way through you. Sometimes
you don't have to put up with it. Most of the time though, it hounds you like
Protecter of the Gates. He'll whip you and hunt you until you pass into the
Underworld. There is no relief. Pain is relentless. It never tires, never needs rest,
and never becomes tired of making sport of you. Why is it there? It is like
asking, "Why are the Gods, Gods, and Mortals, Mortals?" There is no answer.
Pain is just there to torment all. There is no known point for it. Just that it
hurts.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"One of the things I need to tell you about Crystal is..." Suppi-chan was
cut off as Yura yelled for her. "What," she yelled back.
~ It's time to train, baka. ~
Suppi-chan sighed. "Sorry. Obviously I can not talk right now. Bye!" she
ran off.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Crystal re-wrapped her bandages, wrapping it around her waist first, and
wound it up until the bandages covered her breasts. (Think tube top of bandages.)
Then she pain-stakingly pulled on some loose navy training pants, and left her shirt
off. * It doesn't matter what I wear, as long as what's important is covered. *
She walked over to the dresser, opened her diary, and read her last entry.
* Kami-sama! I haven't written in this thing for ages! * she slightly winced at the
sadness she had put into writing it. (The first paragraph is her entry.) * I REALLY
need to start writing more optimistic thoughts in this. But it's right. * she mused.
* Pain is haunting me right now. What have I done? * She laughed at herself mentally.
* Fool! There is no WHY. There is just a 'it is' and an 'it isn't.' * She started to
write in all the events of the years that have past, going in as much detail as possible.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Finally, about five hours later, she ran out of ink. She had only written in
about two years. * I'll never finish this! * She left it open, and went to get some
more ink and some well-earned fresh air.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Legolas was ambling around, not knowing what to do. Suppi-chan was not
able to tell him anything, for she was whisked off again to train, or what not.His heart
wasn't into exploring the beautiful city, or training on the huge training ground. He didn't
even wish to try out the odd weapons called mandagous, much to his companions'
amazement. As he was walking, he realized his feet were taking him towards
Crystal's room.
When he stepped in, he saw that no one was inside. * Should I look around? *
He knew it was wrong to barge into and look through another's room, but something
in heart told him to continue. There was something in there he was destined to find.
He could just feel it.
As he walked by his desk, a silver flash caught his eye. He walked over to
investigate. Then he saw it. Her diary. One of her most treasured things, that not even
the Hime was allowed to read.
He sat down on the bed, and flipped the pages, coming to rest at a poem.
Never Ending
If I had a say in anything in my life,
I would tell myself to stop thinking of you.
Tell my brain to stop throbbing,
And my heart to stop hurting.
You ruined my life,
And you still won't go away.
The memories are everywhere,
I just CAN'T outrun them.
I act like everything is fine
And I smile when you are near,
I hurt from the inside,
Where there is no escape.
The walls are quick to shrink
And the boiling of blood quick to rise
Where I'm trapped in the furstration
And am embraced by the depression.
It seems as if the pain will never cease,
Like you'll always be right there
Your shadow over me
While my sadness owns me.
Again I state how my being can't forget you
How it refuses to let me live
Without finisheing my business...of you.
As I choke and gasp...of you.
And that is why this is being written,
And this is why my brain throbs,
While my heart hurts
For this pain, is the never ending kind.
Tears coursed down his fair face, shining like crystal's reflecting the sun.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
You like? I know this is kind of depressing. Not happy like the others, but oh well.
Yell me what you think of my "philosophy" that I wrote in the beginning? Nice reviews
are the Elixer of Life!