Dance and Prance
on a starry night
Sing and Fling
with all your might

Run and Spin
Fall on a grassy floor
A silly grin
on your face adore

I reached out. Blinking rapidly, I hesitantly touched the wall.

It rippled.

I drew my hand back in surprised. Okay... walls were NOT suppose to do that. Hesitantly I reached out again. I tapped it twice.

It rippled twice.

Okay... so this is now officially weird. I pinched myself.

"OW!"

.... Not a dream either. If that was so... then where the hell am I? I mean the walls ripple when I touch them, the sky is an odd shade of orange, and the pigs flew.

I repeat. PIGS FLEW!

They had wings and everything! Pigs don't fly! That's just an expression! Where was I?!

I took a deep breath and let out a sigh.

I closed my eyes and began to fly.

I calmly approach the deep sea of fear

I held on tightly without tears.

I let go and fell

I felt the cold water touch me, all was well

I open my eyes once more

I see the sun hitting as I soar

I fell asleep on a grassy floor

I am but a daydream

"One, two buckle my shoe.
Three four, shut the door."

Tiny arms waved and gruggled. Aunty was making funny sounds again.

"Five, six pick up sticks.
Seven, eight... err... seven eight... Hmm... how did the rest of that rhyme go?"

Eh? Why she stop? Hey... Aunty don't stop!! Arms waved more. Continue! Continue!

"Oh... I must be getting old. I don't remember it anymore! Hmmm. Well little one, looks like Aunty is gonna need to find another nursery rhyme for you. How about... Hey Fiddle Diddle? No no, I don't remember that one either. Maybe Patty Cake? Yes! Patty Cake! I remember that one.

Patty Cake, Patty cake baker's hand? man? Man."

What's old? Oh well, Aunty is making funny sounds again.

Apples to Apples
And something new
Posion to Death
desire met

Snow White fell asleep
Sleeping Beauty did as well

One Apple
One Needle

Posion to Death
Desire Met

Apples to Apples
Needle to Needle
Wicked plan unleashed

Two evil witches
Plotting and brewing
for a Kingdom, for Revenge

Apples to Needles
Posion to Death
Desire met

Aria closed her eyes, her fingers flying across the soul. It was calm here, it was peaceful. Her world for once wasn't out of control.

With each new note that rang, her view of the world return piece by piece. Instead of dark skies, it was a vivid blue. Broken streetlights lit up like fireflies at night. Everything dull became bright. Crime washed away, no yelling no fighting, just peace.

Aria smiled, feeling the music wrap around her. Comforting, she knew she was safe here.

With the final note, though, everything came to an end. Her beautiful world shattered again, the nightmare world returned.

As she closed the piano, an unsettled look appeared on her face. Once again, it was gone, that colorful world. Only this nightmare remain.

I sing a song
I sing a tune
I sing of hope
I sing of love

I wish away
Upon a star
Oh how I love to sing

I sing for you
I sing for me
I sing from the heart
I sing from the soul

A merry tune
A lovely note
A range from A to G

I sing I sing
I've sung I've sung

and now I sing for thy!

Ugh...

This pressured feeling
This sleepiness

I feel ill
I feel sick

Wah!!

Roll over
Clutch the stomach
Closed my eyes and try to sleep

No comfort, no medicine
Not even a nice warm bed

I think alot of my poems and stories are really
depressing. o.o Odd.

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Syne poked his stomach. It rumbled back at him, demanding substance. Syne sigh. Only there wasn't a single grain of food in the house.

He was hungry, darnit! How can there be no food in the house?

Well then again, as Saya would say, "There is always food! You just never like anything we have!"

And it probably was true. Syne stared at the oatmeal that sat on the counter, mocking him so.

So... his choices were, eat the oatmeal, be totally gross out by the taste but satify his stomach. OR choose not to eat the oatmeal and starve.

....

Either way he didn't exactly like his choices.

His stomach roared at him again.

"okay, okay! I get the picture. I'm hungry, I should eat, even if it is yucky oatmeal." Syne resigned to defeat an open the container of oatmeal. Next time he was doing the food shopping.

Just around the corner
Lies a house on the hill
Hope no one is a morner
Just gotta get pass the old mill

Marching along the dirt path
Old, wounded and hurt
Just simple like that
Still on high alert

Brush the dust off my feet
Give a smile and wide grin
She smiles and leaps
This aint no sin

And all she said to me
Were some very simple words
Take put me at ease
"Welcome home sir."

I really like that last one. xD <3 *been reading alot of Soujiro [from Rurouni Kenshin] fanfics.* Always nice when he finally fines his way home <3

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"It annoys me. It's like there are too many pieces of the puzzles. Nothing fits anywhere, it's all a big mumble jumbo. I think yesterday was ten thousands years ago, and I think ten thousands years ago is today. Not to mention my personality is fried, certainly don't remember how to smile, most of my memories are gone. Unsurprisingly all my reflexs and skills are in perfect order."

"But you're alright, no more jumping ahead of me into death's arms right."

Blank stare.

"I think... if I recall Hoshi's lesson, that I was suppose to smack you on the head for thinking like that then proceed to smile and say no."

"Are you going to do that?"

More blank stares. "No."

Seika's POV

Thoughts 01

I…. have never been one to think about the future. For me, it was too complicated, too far ahead… I was more concern about whether I would live to see the sunset everyday. It wasn’t easy. It’ll never will be.

Outcast… failure… disappointment… all words that I have grown to be familiar with. Some who know me will agree… while other will disagree. I’m just somewhere in a middle. To those who agree, I know I will never be strong enough to meet their expectations. To those who disagree… well I still think they’re overestimating me.

I twirled my katana, forcing myself to relax. My nerves were a tangled messed. I guess I’m more weary then I thought. Yeah… wasn’t expecting the hunters to catch up with me so fast. I left out a sign. Damnit, I was tired and sore and judging from my current wounds, I lost quite a bit of blood. It’s been two days since I had food and three days since I had any rest. Tired, weary and sore didn’t even begin to cover what I was feeling and if I wasn’t careful, I’ll end up dead soon too. Great. Life can’t get much worse right?

Let's die in the corner
wilt away from the sun
be weary
be sleepy
it isn't quite fun

let's die in the corner
growl at those who come near
be crabby
be snappy
let them cower in fear

let's die in the corner
I know it's quite lonely
be sad
be mad
Get up real slowly

Let's not die in the corner
Cause those around will be miss us
be happy
be whacky
for in us, they do trust

Because I breathe
Because I live
Because I wake up
Because I feel
Because I know
Because I love

For You and Only you, do I let go

Up Down
Spin around
left jab
right jab
don't jump
don't fear
leap spin,
turn around
faint, cut right sin
min tin!

Don't stop here we go
one more final ROAR!!

Don't let go
Don't give up
Don't fear, be alive
Jump Shout
BREATHE!

"You'll learn that I'm not one whom you should anger, Lodge-san." If possible her smile grew wider. "Rather, I'm not certainly one you can hold responsible for putting your life in danger either, especially should they provke me first."

She glanced at the unconscious body of the president of Alda Company.

"Mikuan-san."

"Yes Ookami-sama?"

"Kindly buy out the Alda Company and have this idiot fire."

"Of course ma'am! I'll do it right away."

Ayame smiled. "Thank you Mikuan-san. See Lodge-san, don't take it as a personal threat or anything, but angrying me tends to have.... drastic consequences. Not that you should worry after all. I wouldn't haven't even approach you with this offer if I thought you could otherwise. See the only way to truly angry me, is to be a pig headed jerk who's only obsessed with power and money. And you'll assure me that you aren't that type of person... right?"

Thoughtless and ever so blank. Nothing I can think of, nothing I can think straight. Should I turn left or should I turn right? Or perhaps go the unexpected way of at an angle of 37 degrees? Unless they expect me to do something so random.

They?

Wait... now who are they, that I think of? Referred to countless family and friends? Or am I merely referring to someone who doesn't simply exist?

So one blank thoughts leads to another. Why them? How are they? Do I refer to someone I fear? Someone I love? Or someone who simply doesn't exist?

.... Ah... I think I'm thinking to much. One shouldn't focus on such empty thoughts. After all there have to be much more things that I can do with my time. Instead of thinking one blank thought to another blank thought...

Right?

All I wanted
Was to be with you
Here on a starry night

It's hopelessly romantic
Yet so untrue
Why was it you?

Can we see that it's not real?
No matter how much I try?

Why can't I
Just wish on a star
And make it alright?

To follow you
Where ever you go
To see you every night
To fall in love with you every day
To hold you oh so tight?

Why was it you?
Why can't it be true?
Why can't I see?

Why wasn't it you?
Was is it not true?
Why do I always see?

Why can't I
Just wish on a star
And make it alright?

Because you lived each day
Because I watched without a say

Because I see you come this way
Because you bloom like the flowers in may

Because you are like a ray
Because I know you prey

Because...

Because you live each day
I feel in love with you that may.

The gentle strumming of the guitar rang
Keeping in prefect time with the drum set
A piano echo the harmony in the background

A beautiful range from the singer
Spilling the tale of unmet true

The beat picks up faster
Moving, steady increasing.
Faster and faster

The meaning of the song warping
Turning into something darker and dangerous
The beauty shattered, replaced with something sinster.

Tap my forehead and gently wonder. Is it just me? Or everyone else? Why do I not understand? Why do I not get the meaning?

Does this just simply mean that this is not the place where I should be? If I can't comprehend the subject at hand, how am I to succeed?

Or is it merely a matter of not trying hard enough?

I bite my nail and stare, desperately trying to fit the pieces together. That goes there, this goes here, but where does this final puzzle piece go?

ARGH! I feel like slamming my head into the wall. Of course that'll be insanely stupid and I would be literally trying to kill myself.

I will, no I MUST conqueror this! I was meant to be here! I was!!

"PING PONG! Player 1 is the winner! Congrats to Seon!"

"WHAT?!"

"Hehe, good game Syne! Try harder next time okay?"

"HOW?!"

"That's a secret!"

"Kekeke child, you should ask your mother. After all the Queen of Nightmare's blood runs thick through your veins!"

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"Mom! Who is the Queen of Nightmares?"

"The Queen of Nightmares is the rulers of the ground portions of Rakd."

"Are you..."

"Yes and no."

"Huh?"

"I never was formally given that title. I didn't want it. Of course that didn't stop everyone else from calling me that."

"Wh-what?! Why didn't you tell me?"

"You never asked."

Repeat
Remember

Say Once
Say Twice

Repeat
Remember

Commit to memory
Commit to learning

Say Once
Say Twice

Repeat
Remember

Remember What?
Repeat what?

Say it once?
Say it twice?

Repeat Remember
Silent Forget

Say it once.
Say it twice?

Back around in a circle

Void of all emotion
Not a single thought
Without hesitation

A stern face
and cold eyes
stare back without feeling

Pure yet not
no opinion
The eternal fine line of gray