(GALLERY OF WOES)
WITHOUT blinking an
eye as she stands near and observing her Mistress. The innocent-looking doll face little girl is in her silence as she holds a clear and big jar within her arms with an ominous smoke like incandescent fog swirling inside and illuminating in a light green neon-colored light.With her Mistress, her treated mother, her master, and her very creator concocting the perfect doll. She observes and carefully taking everything at mind and heart, as her Mistress puts a drop of her blood and a shard of her heart and soul in a form of a crystal flower, it says in a whisper.
“With your blood and shard of your very being, she will be the half of you, yet not. Your life is bind, but will never cross un
(SKETCHBOOK) TOthe silence that surrounds the place, Emie’s voice is hidden and kept in the far distance, as she utters in a seemingly muted voice, but a loud whisper unto the soldiers in front of her. With the embodiment of the ten commandments who listens in utmost will and seriousness. Their task and mission that befalls them in their current lives and identity now are embedded towards the highest one they serve and taking in protection, as its words and very voice is the rule, law and every command they needed to follow without a second guess, nor any doubts. From the commandments eyes that dim in their distinct eye color, it marks of like a frivolous glow in that dim hall that interestingly appears and resembles a Cheshire cat. To their general’s words that deliver their Queen’s order.
(CIRCUS AFFAIR) LOVE. The word has multiple meanings. A word interpreted by many in different ways and different forms. The word that no one could take for granted is a word that defies everything of the good and even rooted the evil inside a person’s heart. An emotion that can stir anyone’s existence and even change one’s fate by a simple wavering thought and feeling that could turn a world around in the least they expect to be. A wonderful thing, a powerful expression, and a genuine one that can change one’s evil heart into good, but can cruelly taint a pure Yang by the blood of the Ying. Now as this emotion and very name that this bottomless feeling drags everyone with and within it, it is knocking the warning and wants of the deadly sin for it is the root no one could take away from anyone. A curse and a blessing, that if
(BOOK OF CIRCUS) SERENDIPITY.A word that seems to be close to the meaning and the same feeling of love. Yet, is deem and taken as a minor emotion and less than love as the others taking it to be a forgetful thing, but not love. A word that is said to be misunderstood for its is closely related to fate rather than love. A thing and two that is away and sometimes lucky to be called to find someone’s way into a special thing, event, and moment that can be associated with love. But what if you’ll find that special thing, yet you let it go, and no matter how hard you’ll regret everything of the choice that you took. You could never turn everything back, as time does not have the power to turn itself and undo everything. Will you still hope, or let it go, and forget everything? “Se-ren-de-pity.”
(LOVER’S BOOK) “WOULDyou believe me, if I tell you that you once care for someone more than anything and upon this dark and twisted fate, we all have, Valerie?” Thoughts that’s running wild and repeating inside Valerie’s mind, from the taunting and seems like hunting words and hidden meaning Gwen told her. From the moment and day, they are called and given the mission to carry from their supreme commander, general, and Mistress they are serving. Gwen’s words hit her as her heart somewhat wavered in response, as it should not be, as she should not feel it. For being the commandment of love, that every emotion is the taboo and rule she should not dwell into as a warrior of Yang and to fulfill her purpose for this loop and very world to end to where it all should be. Yet, she is
(INTERTWINE SOULS) “IFyou ever find yourself scared and no one is there for you to hold, just close your eyes and make a wish scream my name and I will surely be there for your aid, as your own Prince Charming and your Superman.” The words he promises, the promise she holds into that time where he came to her life. The very same cold night where he found and heard her helpless voice and the time she wanted to repeat over and over again if it is possible, for that was the time she felt alive. To the new world, she found herself in exchange for her original existence from her original world. The vessel she asks for, granted for her, and this life in exchange for everything she left without regret behind. She found herself unexpectedly drowning in the comfortable warmth for someone she did not know, yet giv
(CURSED MEMORIES) “I MISS YOU,” Ringing a faint whisper that the wind somewhat delivers gently and crossing upon his way. Yet, he is too drawn from a thing and two and too deep to recognize or even hear. He stares blankly at the vast blue sky into the third floor of the west side building of the academy and from his seat that crosses and near towards the glass window. With his distinct eye color that dims into its hue and even deeper like marking a thought he deliberately wanted to convey but could not. The sound of the rustling twigs of the Sakura tree buzzes yet is too fainted for him to hear. His attention is drawn towards the flowers that the wind breezes of its branches and took into a swirling pattern and way down to th
(THE FOOL’S REGRET) “TELL ME JAIRA, JUST WHO ARE YOU?” SHAKEN,but draws her emotion back and a split second to hide and tock it away in the corner as she should never draw any emotion, to begin with. Jason draws a sinister smile behind its façade of a mischievous one, where she reads and was able to that marks the cunning and dark shadow it hides, yet she knew. “The one you are very well known off, Jason.” Hiding her thoughts and teasingly drew a puzzle out of those words. Jason marks another cunning smile as she held her thoughts and conviction firmly to the mini-game of a cat and mouse chase, they are both playing right now. But in that gam
(THE GATE OF TRUTH) WITHthe eeriness of the howling silence of the 1st other world brings, a stain of someone’s desire and dwelling into the forbidden spell and cast of sin is drawing an ominous voice that’s whispering around and beyond to where a gate is about to be open. From the 2nd another world by which thunder and deadly lightning is creating a perfect shape of a cursed night. A selfish want and a sin of greed are howling in a distance. Towards the fault of someone’s heart that’s lust is the eminent peculiarity it throws deep and sank everything into the bottom of the abyss. A whispering tone is enchanting the night as the 3rd other world is creating its gate.