My Luna
Yo.
I know what your'e thinking, "What a crappy introduction to a story.". Right now I can't think of anything else to say. So excuse me. My name is Dorian. You've seen me around before. I'm that guy you see staring out of the window on a rainy day. I'm that guy you see walking the streets basked in the silver-white light of the full moon. I keep to myself mostly. I do the essential shopping and ocasional trips across The Wall, but other than that I'm as distant as a hermit. Many people pass over me as if im some phantom or some ill-forgotten relative. And those who do notice me don't know what to think of me. As they see me walking the streets with a half mistified, half complicated look on my face they make one of two assumptions. Some think i was at the wrong end of a spell, others however think i atempted a master mark way beyond me. Of course both assumptions are wrong. I'm thinking.
Im thinking long and hard. I'm thinking about what could have been, what should have been, and what eventually happened. Most of all im thinking of her. How her sapphire blue eyes glowed in the moon light, how she could make my very skin tremble with the slightest of touches, and......(this is the most stressing and unfathomable).... how one girl could cause so much shit to happen.
Yo.
I know what your'e thinking, "What a crappy introduction to a story.". Right now I can't think of anything else to say. So excuse me. My name is Dorian. You've seen me around before. I'm that guy you see staring out of the window on a rainy day. I'm that guy you see walking the streets basked in the silver-white light of the full moon. I keep to myself mostly. I do the essential shopping and ocasional trips across The Wall, but other than that I'm as distant as a hermit. Many people pass over me as if im some phantom or some ill-forgotten relative. And those who do notice me don't know what to think of me. As they see me walking the streets with a half mistified, half complicated look on my face they make one of two assumptions. Some think i was at the wrong end of a spell, others however think i atempted a master mark way beyond me. Of course both assumptions are wrong. I'm thinking.
Im thinking long and hard. I'm thinking about what could have been, what should have been, and what eventually happened. Most of all im thinking of her. How her sapphire blue eyes glowed in the moon light, how she could make my very skin tremble with the slightest of touches, and......(this is the most stressing and unfathomable).... how one girl could cause so much shit to happen.