Demons and Angel
Authenticity: I made this poem for my fan fiction. It doesn't really have anything to do with the story. Just thought you might enjoy something a little different.
Disclaimer: I don't own Escaflowne I just got ideas about Gaia from it.
P.S. The end to my little short story should be at the bottom of this. Let's see how this turns out.
"Poem."
Demons are from the underworld where hate and anger thrive.
Angels are from heaven where love and joy are alive.
Humans live between these two worlds, humans live on Earth, and Gaia.
Earth is a world with one moon; Gaia is a world with two.
These two planets, the human's worlds, have both the qualities of heaven and the qualities of hell. (Excuse my language. This isn't PG-13 for nothing you know. *^_^*)
Demons hate angels.
Angels pity demons.
If the two were to actually get together and enjoy one another's company, would that be wrong?
What if the two friends, one a boy, one a girl, became more then friends?
What if an angel and a demon fell in love?
Would it be forbidden?
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A/N: How was that? Thanks for your review!*^_^* I got about a 6.6 average. That is so cool!*^_^* And a special thanks to Magicman, I am so honored to on anyones top 1000 list let alone someones top 5 list! *^_^*
This is the continuation of my tragedy. Today mom tried to fix her mistake. So she had to drag me out of the house kicking and screaming. I think I nailed dad with one of my kicks, that's probably why he was screaming. Anyway, she finally got me to the car and shoved me in and handed me a baseball cap. (Yes my hair was, and is, so messed up I needed a hat.) She took me to Wal-Mart at 8:00 in the morning, and along the way she insisted upon feeding me at a sit down restaurant. Every sit down place on the way to Wal-Mart mind you. (My mom's evil!) She also started singing (which is torture in itself) Hawaiian rainbow, because my dad calls me rainbow for the reason of what my hair looks like now. Then we got the supplies, got a bite to eat, and came home. She immediately started to dye my hair when we got in.
The first words out of her mouth when she was done were, excuse hers and my language, "Oh shit." I asked her "what is it?" and then walked into the bathroom to look in the mirror. Needless to say I said the exact same word when I saw my hair. I never thought it could get worse, I WAS WRONG!!! But I got off pretty well because of the deal mom and I made. She said that if she couldn't fix it I could stay home from school tomorrow and call my stylist to ask for HELP! I'm going to hold mom to that!!!
Authenticity: I made this poem for my fan fiction. It doesn't really have anything to do with the story. Just thought you might enjoy something a little different.
Disclaimer: I don't own Escaflowne I just got ideas about Gaia from it.
P.S. The end to my little short story should be at the bottom of this. Let's see how this turns out.
"Poem."
Demons are from the underworld where hate and anger thrive.
Angels are from heaven where love and joy are alive.
Humans live between these two worlds, humans live on Earth, and Gaia.
Earth is a world with one moon; Gaia is a world with two.
These two planets, the human's worlds, have both the qualities of heaven and the qualities of hell. (Excuse my language. This isn't PG-13 for nothing you know. *^_^*)
Demons hate angels.
Angels pity demons.
If the two were to actually get together and enjoy one another's company, would that be wrong?
What if the two friends, one a boy, one a girl, became more then friends?
What if an angel and a demon fell in love?
Would it be forbidden?
_______________________
A/N: How was that? Thanks for your review!*^_^* I got about a 6.6 average. That is so cool!*^_^* And a special thanks to Magicman, I am so honored to on anyones top 1000 list let alone someones top 5 list! *^_^*
This is the continuation of my tragedy. Today mom tried to fix her mistake. So she had to drag me out of the house kicking and screaming. I think I nailed dad with one of my kicks, that's probably why he was screaming. Anyway, she finally got me to the car and shoved me in and handed me a baseball cap. (Yes my hair was, and is, so messed up I needed a hat.) She took me to Wal-Mart at 8:00 in the morning, and along the way she insisted upon feeding me at a sit down restaurant. Every sit down place on the way to Wal-Mart mind you. (My mom's evil!) She also started singing (which is torture in itself) Hawaiian rainbow, because my dad calls me rainbow for the reason of what my hair looks like now. Then we got the supplies, got a bite to eat, and came home. She immediately started to dye my hair when we got in.
The first words out of her mouth when she was done were, excuse hers and my language, "Oh shit." I asked her "what is it?" and then walked into the bathroom to look in the mirror. Needless to say I said the exact same word when I saw my hair. I never thought it could get worse, I WAS WRONG!!! But I got off pretty well because of the deal mom and I made. She said that if she couldn't fix it I could stay home from school tomorrow and call my stylist to ask for HELP! I'm going to hold mom to that!!!