Lonely Girl
I can remember the very first time I cried, how I wiped my eyes and buried the pain inside, all of my memories, god and bad that's passed. Didn't even take the time to realize. Staring at the crack's in the walls, 'cause I'm waiting for it all to come to an end. Still I curl up right under the bed. 'cause it's takin over my head. All over again.
I'm a lonely girl. I'll tell a tale for you.
Do you even know who you are? I'm trying to find. A rising dream or a falling star? Oh, I have all these dreams. Is life good to you or is it bad? I can't tell anymore. Do you even know what you have? Oh, no, no. -Lonely girl, Pink featuring Linda Perry.
She tossed and turned as images invaded her dreams, images from her last moments. "Willow your sweater." Willow her eyes turning red and her voice going hoarse. "No baby," she heard Willow wail. "No." her eyes shot open and the top part of her body flew up from the ground. She was sweating and her hair was plastered to her face. "W-w-where am I?" Tara asked looking around with wide eyes. She was in a long corridor, no more like a ballroom or a great hall of a castle or mansion. There were thousands of white candles lining both the walls set in uneven fashion. In the middle there was what looked like a small swimming pool, or one of those blow-up pools for kids. It was just laid into the middle of the floor not even raised above ground level with no sides or anything. The water was light grey and unmoving. There only a few metres away at the other end of the pool were a man. He was about the small height as Tara but was a little more rounded with dark hair, a black suit, and a thoughtful look on his face. "Welcome, child" he said quietly. "Is this Heaven," the witch asked in a scared, small voice. "Who are you." "I am your angel," he said as if it was the most natural thing in the universe. "W-w." She started. "Now back to your first question, oh gosh there' so much to explain," he said solemnly as he took a pair of spectacles put of his pocket and put the half moons on his little nose. "This is the in between, where you go between mortal and hopefully immortal life, this si solely your place and no other creature can enter here unless you invite them, well that is unless you. oh never mind, where was I, oh yes" he said walking round to help her off the ground, except it wasn't hard and cold it was warm and comfortable and she felt like she wanted to stay there forever, "come child, there is much to tell you before its too late." She rose and walked to the pool of water with the man, he sat her down at one end and walked slowly to the other end. "I tend to get a bit long winded, child, so just stop me if you have any questions, but the fact that I can read your mind and all your questions shall be answered I fear that you might not get a word in edgeways," he said all this with a comical tone in his voice as if her death, was she dead, was a joke or this was a prank. "As you already know there are demons, vampires, slayer, gods and goddesses, magick and sorcery in the world those stories your mother told about goblins and evil creatures and knights and magick were all true, well except for Cinderella, I felt that Disney just, oh sorry, well all that saves me a lot of explaining, if I recall correctly one of your good friends had died and you were part of the group that brought her back, she told you that she had no member she just knew that you were all safe, she had saved the world and that she was happy, she was a slayer and there were probably circumstances, I'm not sure where we stand on that one. Oh anyway, she was here in her own room it didn't look like this one of course it is what ever you create you the metaphysical laws are amplified her, just ask for anything and it is yours," as he finished he inhaled and a hat popped from no where on to his head, as soon as it hit his scalp it popped back into non-existence again. "See. You died about three months ago in earth time, time doesn't pass differently or anything its just that you have been re-adjusting, dying has a big effect on your soul, it has to shed your body so all that's left is the core, you see you have no longer a physical existence, like in a grave, you decay, and soon we will go to the elders, and we will find out what they have planned for you. But before that there are some things I feel you should be shown, what happened how you died and what happened afterwards. Do you thing you can handle that." "Yes, I mean I think so, is Willow ok?" "Shhh everything will be revealed, just sit child by the edge and if you need to stop just tell me ok." He waved his hand above the pool and the waters began to ripple. Pictures began to form in the murky water. She saw herself die, it seemed to show everything at once. She saw warren run into the back garden, she saw as Buffy was shot, "Oh god Buffy no!" she cried as she saw Xander cover her wound, she saw warren shoot the gun again, this time the picture followed the second bullet, it flew through Willow's window and into her back, she cried as she saw what Willow had done, as her eyes turned red as her pain erupted, she felt Willows magick flowing back into her, then she did it, with all her power all her might she summoned Osiris, she heard what he had told her, what Willow had said, then as Willow attacked Osiris, a small barely audible squeak escaped from her lips. She watched in near silence as willow absorbed the magick as she killed robot warren but as willow killed the real warren she screamed. "No!" but she sat down again and was quiet as she watched the rest. What had happened in the magick box and hoe she fought Buffy. Then let out a gasp as Giles blew her away. Tears fell freely as Giles binded her and as Anya freed her. Tara saw what the witch was capable as she fought Giles. As she sent a fireball to kill johnathon and the other guy.
I can remember the very first time I cried, how I wiped my eyes and buried the pain inside, all of my memories, god and bad that's passed. Didn't even take the time to realize. Staring at the crack's in the walls, 'cause I'm waiting for it all to come to an end. Still I curl up right under the bed. 'cause it's takin over my head. All over again.
I'm a lonely girl. I'll tell a tale for you.
Do you even know who you are? I'm trying to find. A rising dream or a falling star? Oh, I have all these dreams. Is life good to you or is it bad? I can't tell anymore. Do you even know what you have? Oh, no, no. -Lonely girl, Pink featuring Linda Perry.
She tossed and turned as images invaded her dreams, images from her last moments. "Willow your sweater." Willow her eyes turning red and her voice going hoarse. "No baby," she heard Willow wail. "No." her eyes shot open and the top part of her body flew up from the ground. She was sweating and her hair was plastered to her face. "W-w-where am I?" Tara asked looking around with wide eyes. She was in a long corridor, no more like a ballroom or a great hall of a castle or mansion. There were thousands of white candles lining both the walls set in uneven fashion. In the middle there was what looked like a small swimming pool, or one of those blow-up pools for kids. It was just laid into the middle of the floor not even raised above ground level with no sides or anything. The water was light grey and unmoving. There only a few metres away at the other end of the pool were a man. He was about the small height as Tara but was a little more rounded with dark hair, a black suit, and a thoughtful look on his face. "Welcome, child" he said quietly. "Is this Heaven," the witch asked in a scared, small voice. "Who are you." "I am your angel," he said as if it was the most natural thing in the universe. "W-w." She started. "Now back to your first question, oh gosh there' so much to explain," he said solemnly as he took a pair of spectacles put of his pocket and put the half moons on his little nose. "This is the in between, where you go between mortal and hopefully immortal life, this si solely your place and no other creature can enter here unless you invite them, well that is unless you. oh never mind, where was I, oh yes" he said walking round to help her off the ground, except it wasn't hard and cold it was warm and comfortable and she felt like she wanted to stay there forever, "come child, there is much to tell you before its too late." She rose and walked to the pool of water with the man, he sat her down at one end and walked slowly to the other end. "I tend to get a bit long winded, child, so just stop me if you have any questions, but the fact that I can read your mind and all your questions shall be answered I fear that you might not get a word in edgeways," he said all this with a comical tone in his voice as if her death, was she dead, was a joke or this was a prank. "As you already know there are demons, vampires, slayer, gods and goddesses, magick and sorcery in the world those stories your mother told about goblins and evil creatures and knights and magick were all true, well except for Cinderella, I felt that Disney just, oh sorry, well all that saves me a lot of explaining, if I recall correctly one of your good friends had died and you were part of the group that brought her back, she told you that she had no member she just knew that you were all safe, she had saved the world and that she was happy, she was a slayer and there were probably circumstances, I'm not sure where we stand on that one. Oh anyway, she was here in her own room it didn't look like this one of course it is what ever you create you the metaphysical laws are amplified her, just ask for anything and it is yours," as he finished he inhaled and a hat popped from no where on to his head, as soon as it hit his scalp it popped back into non-existence again. "See. You died about three months ago in earth time, time doesn't pass differently or anything its just that you have been re-adjusting, dying has a big effect on your soul, it has to shed your body so all that's left is the core, you see you have no longer a physical existence, like in a grave, you decay, and soon we will go to the elders, and we will find out what they have planned for you. But before that there are some things I feel you should be shown, what happened how you died and what happened afterwards. Do you thing you can handle that." "Yes, I mean I think so, is Willow ok?" "Shhh everything will be revealed, just sit child by the edge and if you need to stop just tell me ok." He waved his hand above the pool and the waters began to ripple. Pictures began to form in the murky water. She saw herself die, it seemed to show everything at once. She saw warren run into the back garden, she saw as Buffy was shot, "Oh god Buffy no!" she cried as she saw Xander cover her wound, she saw warren shoot the gun again, this time the picture followed the second bullet, it flew through Willow's window and into her back, she cried as she saw what Willow had done, as her eyes turned red as her pain erupted, she felt Willows magick flowing back into her, then she did it, with all her power all her might she summoned Osiris, she heard what he had told her, what Willow had said, then as Willow attacked Osiris, a small barely audible squeak escaped from her lips. She watched in near silence as willow absorbed the magick as she killed robot warren but as willow killed the real warren she screamed. "No!" but she sat down again and was quiet as she watched the rest. What had happened in the magick box and hoe she fought Buffy. Then let out a gasp as Giles blew her away. Tears fell freely as Giles binded her and as Anya freed her. Tara saw what the witch was capable as she fought Giles. As she sent a fireball to kill johnathon and the other guy.