A/N: Hey all! Thank you so much for the reviews, they're great! I'm gonna
try to get up to speed on updating here, it tends to get forgotten, sorry!
But here are a few chapters to make up for it! Please please r/r!!
Liz' POV
Like I said earlier, I live above the Crashdown. It's just a little apartment that's home. I've lived here since I was born, no where else could ever seem like home. There are four main rooms, a kitchen-sitting room, a bathroom, and two bedrooms. I have my own bedroom with an adjoining bathroom, I even have my own balcony. I love it, my little sanctuary.
The first thing that you see when you enter my room is my book case. It's huge! It has to be, I have a mini library of books! What? I told you, I'm a geek! But you know the really sad thing? They're all love stories!! Ha! I really am SO sad aren't I? But I really couldn't care less what all of you think! These stories contain everything I've ever wanted! The characters don't have normal lives, they don't have a life like mine that is completely predictable! No, they have a life of excitement with the person they love, their soul mate. And even if the story is a tragedy then the character has died, or moved on, at least knowing that they have had true love, even if it was only for a while! They have all had the life I want and a part of me resides in each book but there's one book that tells it all. You want to know what it is?
A Love that Spanned a Lifetime, by Claudia Parker
Yup, That's right, my Grandmother. And you know why it's so special? Because she wrote it for me! Just me, no one else has ever read it, it was never published. It's the most beautiful love story ever! It was the first book I ever read and it's magic, pure magic!
It tells the story of a love in a different time, on a different planet. The characters are Zan and Liara. To most people I guess it would be a tragedy but personally, to me it's something different. Sure, they both die at the end but there's something about the story that suggests that they don't really die, that something lives on. Grandma Claudia never really explained it to me, the one time I asked she did something really strange. I asked her why she had never written a sequel, her reply was, 'I can't write a sequel, child, for that is yet to happen'. And then she handed me a journal and told me to write my life in it. And as I was only five I just accepted it. A part of me wishes now that I could ask that question again but I'll never get the chance. She died two years ago, and part of me seemed to die with her. She seemed different, special.
And now all I have of her is my book and my journal. I've faithfully written in my journal ever since that day, well not that particular journal as I filled that up years ago, I get a new one every year. Mom and Dad normally order an identical one for me for each Christmas. And the book? Well, the pages are worn and dog-eared and the cover is faded from where I used to smooth it, but the front cover is clean and clear as if it were new, even thought it is possibly the most read page of them all. When Grandma gave it to me she wrote a message to me in the front, one I've never understood but one I've always kept close to my heart;
'My dearest Lizzie,
I wanted you to have this book now because I believe you are ready for the responsibility that accompanies it. This book belongs to you, and only you, no one can take it from you and no one can ever destroy the story it holds. It is yours in more ways than you can comprehend, maybe one day you will see it's significance.
By writing this and passing it on I am fulfilling a promise I made so many years ago to a person so very far away. That woman loved you very much too and she would have done so much to be able to give this to you herself but that chance was cruelly ripped away from her. And although you have never really met her she holds your memory close to her heart. She longed to apologize for all she took away from you and all she made you miss but she hoped that by sending you this story through me that you may once again find that which you sought.
This book contains the story of an amazing love, a love so pure, so innocent that it escaped the jaws of time and lived on. That love was your love my Lizzie and despite the fact that you may never understand what I am telling you that love will never leave you. Even if you never find the receiver of your love, it will be with you when you sleep, when you wake, and every time you take breath. Just as I shall.
One day I hope you will understand this message but until that day, read this book, love it, cherish it, live it!
I love you Elizabeth, no matter what happens or where life takes you, I will always love you.
Grandma Claudia Parker'
Liz' POV
Like I said earlier, I live above the Crashdown. It's just a little apartment that's home. I've lived here since I was born, no where else could ever seem like home. There are four main rooms, a kitchen-sitting room, a bathroom, and two bedrooms. I have my own bedroom with an adjoining bathroom, I even have my own balcony. I love it, my little sanctuary.
The first thing that you see when you enter my room is my book case. It's huge! It has to be, I have a mini library of books! What? I told you, I'm a geek! But you know the really sad thing? They're all love stories!! Ha! I really am SO sad aren't I? But I really couldn't care less what all of you think! These stories contain everything I've ever wanted! The characters don't have normal lives, they don't have a life like mine that is completely predictable! No, they have a life of excitement with the person they love, their soul mate. And even if the story is a tragedy then the character has died, or moved on, at least knowing that they have had true love, even if it was only for a while! They have all had the life I want and a part of me resides in each book but there's one book that tells it all. You want to know what it is?
A Love that Spanned a Lifetime, by Claudia Parker
Yup, That's right, my Grandmother. And you know why it's so special? Because she wrote it for me! Just me, no one else has ever read it, it was never published. It's the most beautiful love story ever! It was the first book I ever read and it's magic, pure magic!
It tells the story of a love in a different time, on a different planet. The characters are Zan and Liara. To most people I guess it would be a tragedy but personally, to me it's something different. Sure, they both die at the end but there's something about the story that suggests that they don't really die, that something lives on. Grandma Claudia never really explained it to me, the one time I asked she did something really strange. I asked her why she had never written a sequel, her reply was, 'I can't write a sequel, child, for that is yet to happen'. And then she handed me a journal and told me to write my life in it. And as I was only five I just accepted it. A part of me wishes now that I could ask that question again but I'll never get the chance. She died two years ago, and part of me seemed to die with her. She seemed different, special.
And now all I have of her is my book and my journal. I've faithfully written in my journal ever since that day, well not that particular journal as I filled that up years ago, I get a new one every year. Mom and Dad normally order an identical one for me for each Christmas. And the book? Well, the pages are worn and dog-eared and the cover is faded from where I used to smooth it, but the front cover is clean and clear as if it were new, even thought it is possibly the most read page of them all. When Grandma gave it to me she wrote a message to me in the front, one I've never understood but one I've always kept close to my heart;
'My dearest Lizzie,
I wanted you to have this book now because I believe you are ready for the responsibility that accompanies it. This book belongs to you, and only you, no one can take it from you and no one can ever destroy the story it holds. It is yours in more ways than you can comprehend, maybe one day you will see it's significance.
By writing this and passing it on I am fulfilling a promise I made so many years ago to a person so very far away. That woman loved you very much too and she would have done so much to be able to give this to you herself but that chance was cruelly ripped away from her. And although you have never really met her she holds your memory close to her heart. She longed to apologize for all she took away from you and all she made you miss but she hoped that by sending you this story through me that you may once again find that which you sought.
This book contains the story of an amazing love, a love so pure, so innocent that it escaped the jaws of time and lived on. That love was your love my Lizzie and despite the fact that you may never understand what I am telling you that love will never leave you. Even if you never find the receiver of your love, it will be with you when you sleep, when you wake, and every time you take breath. Just as I shall.
One day I hope you will understand this message but until that day, read this book, love it, cherish it, live it!
I love you Elizabeth, no matter what happens or where life takes you, I will always love you.
Grandma Claudia Parker'