Installment four...only one more to go! I hope this
doesn't get monotonous. e-mail me, please.
serenitys_star@dbzmail.com
~Jewel-hime
Aniron: Flames
by Jewel of Venus
I kneel before the sacred fire tonight. A storm
begins outside as I try to call forth a lost memory.
Aniron...
Once again, my meditation wavers as a spirit
from the past touches my mind. The image that was
slowly solidifying in my mind's eye disperses like fog
blown by the wind.
Aniron...
Changing my focus, I center my mind on the touch
as it comes again. The flames brighten as a thought, a
lost knowledge, comes into my mind.
Aniron...
A word of passion, longing. I desire. The aura
of the word suggests that it originally had to do with
love.
Aniron...
I don't have a desire for love. Love would only
interfere with my dream of being a priestess. I hear
Yuuchiru slip in, worried about me, as usual.
Aniron...
I sit perfectly still, trying to calm my mind.
My brow furrows as I attempt to resume my former
meditation, but to no avail. "Rei?" Yuuchiru is now
beside me. Unwilled, a tear of frustration slips down
my cheek.
Aniron...
Yuuchiru puts a hand on my shoulder, and I bite
by lip, trying to hold my unwanted tears in check. I
feel his arms encircle me, and I relax. I fall into his
warmth, his comfort, and my tears fall freely. Yet, at
the same time, I feel complete. This bonding of my soul
to his feels right.
Aniron...
This is what I desire.
@-----
Sailor Moon and all related characters were created by
Takeuchi Naoko (Arigato, Naoko-san!)
doesn't get monotonous. e-mail me, please.
serenitys_star@dbzmail.com
~Jewel-hime
Aniron: Flames
by Jewel of Venus
I kneel before the sacred fire tonight. A storm
begins outside as I try to call forth a lost memory.
Aniron...
Once again, my meditation wavers as a spirit
from the past touches my mind. The image that was
slowly solidifying in my mind's eye disperses like fog
blown by the wind.
Aniron...
Changing my focus, I center my mind on the touch
as it comes again. The flames brighten as a thought, a
lost knowledge, comes into my mind.
Aniron...
A word of passion, longing. I desire. The aura
of the word suggests that it originally had to do with
love.
Aniron...
I don't have a desire for love. Love would only
interfere with my dream of being a priestess. I hear
Yuuchiru slip in, worried about me, as usual.
Aniron...
I sit perfectly still, trying to calm my mind.
My brow furrows as I attempt to resume my former
meditation, but to no avail. "Rei?" Yuuchiru is now
beside me. Unwilled, a tear of frustration slips down
my cheek.
Aniron...
Yuuchiru puts a hand on my shoulder, and I bite
by lip, trying to hold my unwanted tears in check. I
feel his arms encircle me, and I relax. I fall into his
warmth, his comfort, and my tears fall freely. Yet, at
the same time, I feel complete. This bonding of my soul
to his feels right.
Aniron...
This is what I desire.
@-----
Sailor Moon and all related characters were created by
Takeuchi Naoko (Arigato, Naoko-san!)
