Never Gone

Never Gone
They were in the forest, covered in icy slick coldness that enveloped them like a tornado storm. As the gray dull clouds continued its reign throughout the entire sky, tiny white sparks rained the land endlessly. Dried trees with branches protruding every space between stood firmly in the miraculously dry soil. In the murky forest, a black carriage wheeled. The two brown horses were contrast to the pale whiteness that shed on them. A total of five men and a woman walked alongside the carriage, guarding. Only the woman, whose face was hidden under a black hood, seemed to stand out the most. Beneath the cloak, eyes as fiery as fire glanced at the path spread beyond them calmly. Her pale formed lips were pursed tightly, as if inclined to do so. She was thinking. Remembering. Reminiscing. Recollecting…

She had succeeded. Almost. When this journey is over, the plague would end. And her country would be saved. Her father…

A deep line of crimson lined her cracked lips, forming a tiny river of blood down her chin. She wiped it away roughly with her right hand, careful to avoid from hurting her left damaged hand further. A bit more…

A warm hand groped her shoulder. She winced slightly, managed to cover up her wound before the person noticed. A young man almost her age blocked her path, trying to get her attention. His messy black hair glimmered with the white sparks. Without looking into his eyes, she pushed him away with little will left. She could feel her life force draining away, bit by bit. She won’t give up yet, not now. She staggered as the weight of her injured arm felt heavy on her body. The hood fell back to reveal a mass of golden hair, cascading down her shoulders. The young man stared at the figure, who was now steps in front of him, his eyes reflecting pain mixed with hatred.

A sudden gust of wind blew into them. Alarmed, she stopped and looked up into the murky sky. The rest of her gang followed. They, too could feel presence. The pressure of the atmosphere escalated.
Out of nowhere, a series of attacks paralyzed their movements. Razor sharp forces attacked them everywhere. Skillfully, she avoided each of them without fear. Taking cover between the trees, she withdrew her right arm from her cloak and summoned power. A blue almost crystal spark immediately formed and eventually enlarged to turn into a mass of magnetic energy. Suddenly a black sword unlike any other materialized into her palm, glowing miraculously in broad daylight.

Eyes a shade of determination, she ran into the battlefield once more and sliced thin air with her sword. She blocked every attack with her swordsmanship, breaking it down as if chopping log. Her movements were swift and light, almost like dancing. She quickly broke through the opponents attacks and immediately forged direct combat with the enemy.

There were four of them, each wearing silver masks. From the figure of the enemy she was facing, she could tell that it was a man. It didn’t matter, as long as she could defeat him. Ignoring the growing pain, she plunged forward, aware that her enemy might already discover her weak spots. Gripping her weapon tightly, she swung them into the enemy’s direction, and as predicted the latter avoided the attack swiftly, before realizing that it was merely a trap. But it was too late; she was already in midair, and her sword was aiming for him. In a brief second, the weapon landed, and the mask cracked halfway through. Then, everything felt still for her. The battle was still ongoing, but she could no longer feel anything, except for the excruciating pain and what she saw.
Edric….
Something felt hot in her eyes, and it blurred her vision. She could feel a hot boiling sensation in her chest, ready to blow up anytime soon, but tried with tremendous effort to keep it down, along with the pain that seemed to be eating her with every growing second.

His eyes stared at her widely, unable to believe what he was seeing after such a long time. It was her, the person he was looking for all this time, is standing in front of him, battling him. How is that possible?
She noticed that the male figure had suddenly lost focus, and remembered the reason she was in pain. Her eyes cleared, and she immediately found her grip again. She will not surrender!

In a flash, she appeared in front of him, her sword about to slice through his flesh, when he darted the sudden attack, unharmed. He quickly recovered from his daze and recomposed himself. Why was she attacking him?

“Why are you doing this?” He finally spoke, his words echoing through the remarkably empty forest. His gaze locked on hers, as he waited for a response, an answer.
She suddenly noticed how heavy her sword was, and lowered it down, it’s blade touching the bare ground. Her eyes continued to stare, as if wanting to look beyond, to search something in his soul. But she did not answer.

“Why?” A second time, he asked, his hope never faltering. He too, looked deep into her hollow eyes, that were once as fiery as the season of autumn, seeking for something, something that once belonged to both of them.

“For Eradain.” A surprisingly rich voice echoed. The spoken words made the colour drain from his face, and he suddenly understood what she meant.
“Yes, I am the third princess of the Kingdom Eradain, Arayla. Do you understand now why I chose to leave?We are destined to be sworn enemies forever!”

At the end of those words, blood was splattered on the ground. Her legs felt light and she could stand no longer. Her black sword was dropped to the cold ground, she could no longer hold the pain back…

Sensing that something was wrong, he plunged towards her, and managed to grasp hold of her before her body could hit the ground. He saw blood flowing out of her pale lips and felt her cold body stiffening as he touched her.
No! His mind panicked, realizing that for the first time ever, she might leave him…
Fear gripped him like the whiteness that continued to rain down on them, and everything felt still for the both of them.

She tried to remain her eyes open against the blinding light, and fought hard to suppress the pain and ache her body was feeling, but she couldn’t hold back her tears as it flowed from her red eyes, the fieriness in her eyes losing its sparkle. She tried to raise her uninjured hand, and touched his shakily. He gripped her cold numb palm in his, his eyes gazing at hers, concern and pain in his eyes.
She tried to smile, only to end with more blood oozing out of her lips and coughed.
Trying to hold back warm tears, she whispered “I’m sorry.”

As the icy whiteness covered the earth, and the sound of the fight eventually died down, a slight winter breeze swept, blowing away the stench of spilt blood of an old feud.

_ _ _ _ _ _

Who could tell when the wind of love blew
Turning the wheel of fate
And beginning a cycle of wonders
As two souls of different worlds
Intertwine

Who would know that the fountain of chains
Would cast a misty gaze
As the two hearts were set ablaze
Who could sense the warm air
When in his gaze there was only her
And in hers only him?

While the water shimmered under moonlight
And the scent of the breeze enclosed them
In a kiss they were bonded

Unfolding the prophecy beyond

Wings of Freedom

On wings of freedom, you'd like to fly free, right?
Thinking that, I spread my wings in the night sky
To be strong, all I need is this heart
And it was you who taught me that

The words'I love you' are not enough, so
I will sing
I will sing a song of love

I want to fly
Through the rain of tears, through sunny skies

On wings of freedom...
On wings of freedom...

Thank you
I love you

To the ends of the earth
To the limits of time

I will find them:
Wings that can fly

For the both of us
I will find them

On wings of freedom, I would like to fly free
But it's lonely by myself
Ah! With these wings, with someone, the two of us
If we could fly together
This heart
Would be healed to no end

The wings of freedom
Were covered in wounds, but
Meeting you, they were reborn
I can fly higher
I believe in this destiny

-Hitoribocchi wa Samishikute
(Lyrics:Nanahara Shio)
(Arrange: Takagi Nao)

Blue Shirt

As I sat by the window
my eyes glanced out
the view was nothing new
but I was glued to the scenery
The puffy clouds floated by
as the blue shirt danced to their rhythm
I suddenly remembered
a song from a distant source
as the sound of guitar
entered my zone
As I scribbled down every word each second
my heart kept wondering
about the little things in life
The blue shirt stopped dancing
and the clouds no longer shifted
The moment I stared up
a shade of darkness patched the pale pale sky
My fingers paced on the musky paper
whereas the guitar kept the atmosphere tingling
The blue shirt floated unsurprisingly
as a slow gust of chillness blew by
I noticed the shadows lurking behind me eerily
only to realize that the evening wind was stronger now
I always wanted to know
how reality looks like without my glasses on
only when curiosity is alive
Though uncertainty was the only thing I saw
there was always a tiny voice in me
that spoke truly
and without fear
'It's gonna be alright'
That was all I need to hear
I raised my head
my eyes searching
and found that
the blue shirt
was still.

这一年里的一切

我从来都没想过，我竟然会如此留恋。

但是今天的结束，让我清醒，也让我明白，其实我比任何人都不舍。我曾经以为我只不过是个过客，不会对任何人或事物而感到什么，更不用说怀念。以前，我一直固执地以为你们只不过是学业方面胜过其他人，而且怀有骄傲的心态看待其他人。

我，错了。

没想到，咳，也许是你们感动了我吧。在那一刻，我终于明白这几天心里的不安了。在回家的路途中，望着风景，不仅回想起这一年里的点点滴滴，心里有种说不出的感觉。有点自责，为何没好好珍惜时间，让它慢慢的，悄悄的流失。现在，我只能往前走，带着与你们的回忆，向未知的未来迈开旅程。

即使你们不知道，我都会默默的，祝福着每一个你们。

把所有的遗憾和后悔在这一年里放下，等待新的一年，然后在未来的日子里闪闪发光！

Starting Point

Something in me realized that, even the closest bonds you have with your best friends change. I never knew that, and it shocked me to the core at that time. No matter how hard you’ve tried to bring all those sweet memories back, it never does return the same way. It only shows how far both of you have become.
All that’s left is the past flashbacks of the times with your best friend.


The sky was purple black and the first breeze of morning air slapped me into reality. Am I ready for a start over? Hell I am!
The first day always made me extra sensitive and jumpy. You never know what will happen, is what I always thought. And today was no exception. Lucky for me, a friend I know was there to accompany me. A prefect led way and we scurried after her towards my new learning room. The first sight I got when I stepped into my classroom was a noisy, excited and yet fresh bunch of school mates, the friends I’m gonna make.
You’ve guess that right, my first day of school-in an environment I’m a total stranger to. My old school was involved in an all school-teacher-student -move out- to –another- territory plan due to several reasons. I was following until my elders gave their no’s in every way possible. I was forced to leave everything behind- my childhood friends, familiar faces, learning environment and my post as a prefect. The beginning of my high school life was picture perfect, up until now, that is. The thought of transferring never crossed my mind, and I thought that it never will, until this whole matter popped out of nowhere. I guess this is God’s will?
After I’ve regained my senses back, a problem made its way and buzzed into my ear. The seats are ALL packed – except for the one at the front beside the door. I guess this is all then? Surprisingly, the seat seemed to yearn for me, as if it was shouting ‘Sit me! Sit me!’. Well what choice do I have left? But I didn’t know that my slick fast decision making at that time earned me a valuable treasure throughout that whole year.

Bittersweet Dream

It shouldn't be like this
Everything was perfect right from the beginning
The seedling's blooming
sending showers of hope right into my heart
I was so confident
that everything will be alright
I was so sure
that I had done the right thing
and yet
why have I fallen into the same darkness
over and over again?

The music of happiness belonged to me once
but now it is only an echo in my ears
Its music box a memory from the hidden past
Oh how I hoped that I had grabbed it at that time
but now
regret is everything that's left

I shouldn't linger in the haunting past
but I just couldn't resist it
the tempting sweetness I once tasted
Was it only a bittersweet dream
that I'm not worthy of?

Every time, everyday I try to wipe it out
and each time it appears right in front of me
how should I ever hold back
such feelings of pain
Can someone tell me
What did I do wrong?

It's shouting at me
that painful past
I can't forget
It's making me crazy
the lyrics never been this clear and harsh
How should I make it go away?

My heart's suffering, that's all I can tell

Monday Pox

Nothing special today.
Alicia was infected with chicken pox, which she had suffered before, according to her. Seeing that, I tried to avoid contact with her, as it was contagious. Yet she tried to pass the germs to me!! Cause I haven't suffer from CP yet!!! Argghhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It was kind of moody today, perhaps it was because Alicia had to leave early. Boring indeed~
Well, at least there weren't any homework.