(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.
(THE FORSAKEN GATE) “DIE, DIE, DIE!” The word that she could only hear. Amidst the riot, the scoundrel, and the bloodthirst war that ruin everything of what she ever believed in. Running fast and away, from the place as bombs drop from above and fire guns echo together with the scream of the innocent and young that somewhat battling a horrific, yet satisfying melody to any devils. It created a huge explosion that burns everything it touches and ruins anything it landed. “Please, please, please.” The cries and begs of the survivors as they try to make their way out
(SNOW WHITE) WALKING along the quiet passageway going into the southern area and sports club and recreational buildings and spot of the Academy. Her footsteps echo along with her heeled black shoes, and wherein her every step is somehow a beating eerie and taunting presence of somewhat a disturbing ambiance of its empty walkway. With her careful steps and humming tone of a song and a beautiful voice, she picture-perfectly enjoys her lone time as she painted unto her mind the peace and serenity that the ray of the early morning sun crosses in every corner of the open pathway. Glancing besides, her eyes are caught by the familiar gentle wind that somehow warns every one of the faults, good and inevitable tragedy of the day and what is about to come. She smiles stopping as she reaches her hand and gently closes it in return when a Sakura flower petal se
(COTTON CROWN) GOLD AND SILVER. The words that make someone stands out in the crowd. A word and a standing that makes the entirety of someone’s life across the lights and stage of the prominent individuals in the play and life of an aristocrat. PRESTIGE. The honor of one’s heart, the pride someone carries and could never be stolen by anyone, but can be ruined by false and lies. A glance and what people see hears and respect. The honor a knight earns in battle, defense for the weak, and even standing bravely where no one will and can. THE CROWN. A royal blooded title, pride, and the entirety of their lives deal, where their world revolves and is only known for. Taken as the highest in the towering pedestal of their lives, it is the throne where blood and sins were cov