आप hear a lonesome bird call as आप wander out of the forest. It is dull and misty. The sky is concrete, आप can taste rain in the air.
Fell it on the breeze.
But आप don't care, आप keep waking. Walking into the opening where the trees grow ever और sparse. Where the woodland meets the grassland and all that remains are the twigs and trunks the forest had coughed out. Your bate feet slide over the greenest dewy grass. And here आप arrive with a sense of peace despite the chilly drizzle that has just begun to fall. A few और steps have आप standing in the center of an earthy ring. आप are surrounded द्वारा stumps of all shapes and sizes. Some are spindly, white, and knobby with think fingers that seem to swirl the mist. Others are thick, rough, and deep brown. Some are smooth and tan and seem to reach the sky as if they want to touch the stars as badly as आप do. And others have been tampered द्वारा the faefolk. These are mostly the tall and tan ones. They carve intricate and swirly runes into them. आप haven't learned to decipher them. And at the topmost part of the tree, wood of other trees (pine, willow, fir, and birch) are tethered in such a fashion that has them looking like a wooden version of a feathered war bonnet.
The land is very nearly empty of everything else, save for a boulder या two. आप don't even pay the boulders much mind, but आप notice the twin-protector seals. Three vertical slashes and a horizontal line through the middle with a dot on the bottom corner--the दिन protector. And on the other rock are four horizontal lines with two diagonal slashes through the middle and a dot on the upper corner--the night protector. They glow faintly orange. Someone has left the feather of a white faced owl--bound with the stem of heather--at the foot of the stone. आप have arrived at your destination.
A few early rising fireflies are already gathering at the base of the stumps. These are कहा to be the spirits of the faefolk. Of the elven. Of the nymphs and druids. And of the trees themselves. That makes sense, after all, that's what this place is...
A graveyard for the kin of the forest. For natures purest creations. आप know this because the परियों have told you. आप had followed them here.
But they have not told आप why.
Somehow आप get the feeling that the forest and the magic are dying. For और and और skeletal structures seem to be pooping up on the hillside with their billowing smoke and grating noises. And with them और woodsy structures erect here in the clearing. आप breathe in, resin fills your nostrils, आप can practically taste it. But there's something else.
Something is laced in the mist.
It's poison.
The old world is dying and you're standing on its resting ground.
The drizzle grows into a shower.
Fell it on the breeze.
But आप don't care, आप keep waking. Walking into the opening where the trees grow ever और sparse. Where the woodland meets the grassland and all that remains are the twigs and trunks the forest had coughed out. Your bate feet slide over the greenest dewy grass. And here आप arrive with a sense of peace despite the chilly drizzle that has just begun to fall. A few और steps have आप standing in the center of an earthy ring. आप are surrounded द्वारा stumps of all shapes and sizes. Some are spindly, white, and knobby with think fingers that seem to swirl the mist. Others are thick, rough, and deep brown. Some are smooth and tan and seem to reach the sky as if they want to touch the stars as badly as आप do. And others have been tampered द्वारा the faefolk. These are mostly the tall and tan ones. They carve intricate and swirly runes into them. आप haven't learned to decipher them. And at the topmost part of the tree, wood of other trees (pine, willow, fir, and birch) are tethered in such a fashion that has them looking like a wooden version of a feathered war bonnet.
The land is very nearly empty of everything else, save for a boulder या two. आप don't even pay the boulders much mind, but आप notice the twin-protector seals. Three vertical slashes and a horizontal line through the middle with a dot on the bottom corner--the दिन protector. And on the other rock are four horizontal lines with two diagonal slashes through the middle and a dot on the upper corner--the night protector. They glow faintly orange. Someone has left the feather of a white faced owl--bound with the stem of heather--at the foot of the stone. आप have arrived at your destination.
A few early rising fireflies are already gathering at the base of the stumps. These are कहा to be the spirits of the faefolk. Of the elven. Of the nymphs and druids. And of the trees themselves. That makes sense, after all, that's what this place is...
A graveyard for the kin of the forest. For natures purest creations. आप know this because the परियों have told you. आप had followed them here.
But they have not told आप why.
Somehow आप get the feeling that the forest and the magic are dying. For और and और skeletal structures seem to be pooping up on the hillside with their billowing smoke and grating noises. And with them और woodsy structures erect here in the clearing. आप breathe in, resin fills your nostrils, आप can practically taste it. But there's something else.
Something is laced in the mist.
It's poison.
The old world is dying and you're standing on its resting ground.
The drizzle grows into a shower.
Why, do things have to be so hard
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
द्वारा an old friend
द्वारा an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed द्वारा my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
द्वारा an old friend
द्वारा an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed द्वारा my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
I just started going on the path where my life had no light. I missed everyone from our school who graduated, and I really had many amazing फ्रेंड्स there. फ्रेंड्स who gave me memories that lasted forever...friends who helped me out when things got bad...friends who were always there for me. I know, however, that they will always continue to be in my heart, even as they went away from me. If they never come back, they will still have left hand prints on my दिल that will never be washed away. Life without the light makes me feel so lonely...like a vagabond on the streets with no home...like an eagle with no prey...like me with no one to cry with. However sad this situation I find myself in...I still know that life will go on...and I must continue to strive to be the best I can be. Even without the warmth of my फ्रेंड्स close by, I know that they will always be द्वारा my side even if they are not with me. All my फ्रेंड्स are the light in my life.
महीना 10
Kat's POV
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"I think they're dating..." some girl कहा to her friend as we passed them, holding hands. We didn't care what they said, and all of it was true. We were dating, we were in प्यार with eachother. We kissed eachother in public, we held hands, we told eachother we loved them every 5 minutes. I didn't like to wonder what would happened when Will found out about this, या what I would do when his time came.
AFTER SCHOOL
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"Love you, Sadao." I told him.
"Love you, too, babe."
We kissed eachother, and thought of what to do, considering it was Friday. "We could go out to eat again!" I suggested. "Just somewhere except for that sushi place, I'm getting tired of that place." So, we decided to go to a पिज़्ज़ा, पिज्जा place a couple blocks down.
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Excuse the shortness of this chapter.
Kat's POV
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"I think they're dating..." some girl कहा to her friend as we passed them, holding hands. We didn't care what they said, and all of it was true. We were dating, we were in प्यार with eachother. We kissed eachother in public, we held hands, we told eachother we loved them every 5 minutes. I didn't like to wonder what would happened when Will found out about this, या what I would do when his time came.
AFTER SCHOOL
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"Love you, Sadao." I told him.
"Love you, too, babe."
We kissed eachother, and thought of what to do, considering it was Friday. "We could go out to eat again!" I suggested. "Just somewhere except for that sushi place, I'm getting tired of that place." So, we decided to go to a पिज़्ज़ा, पिज्जा place a couple blocks down.
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Excuse the shortness of this chapter.