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Subject: 11 Years is a long..long time


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Alone, Forgotten, and Eternally Lost
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Date Posted: 03/ 8/05 9:34:35pm Tue


C, G , C flat, D, C.

These notes flowed , his fingers smoothly hitting each with the perfect amount of force, yet holding back to let the note linger. The pressure of his digits pushed down the ivory teeth, which in turn unleashed a lever, air magically pushed by a bound air elemental. From there the air traveled thru a long tube, with only a small opening on the side.

That was how it worked technically, but he never, ever thought about the technicals. Such schematics would bore anyone into slumber. He prefered the romance, the magic. It was music, the notes were fueled and powered by his anger, his sadness.

Tapestries of the forgotten past hung around him, they were wove by him, in madness of long forgotten dreams. The colors were already faded, and seemed to increasingly fade with each note. The few candles around him barely illuminated the scene as he continued to play, his shackles occasionally rattling his own sanity, as it rattled weakly within the dark.

The music stopped its play, its beautiful lil dance. As the waltz ended, on que, a plate of food seemed to manifest itself from the shadows. It was only stale bread, but it was more then enough. It let him continued his music, and music was the only companion that would never betray him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He had placed the food, as usual, where it would be found, and hopefully this time devoured. More and more of late he wasn't eating, or worse, purging what he did eat , screaming about sins and forgotten oaths. So he cleaned him as best as he could, and seriously wondered about who to turn to without further problems.

~~~~~~~~~~~

One lone Forgotten, cloaked and clothed so much, wrapped in so many garments that it was literally impossible to note any features except the long cherryblossom colored wings that seemed to radiate magic came to the Gates of Hogoromo...

and demanded entry.

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fine fineJohan03/ 9/05 3:49:27pm Wed
Hanuted melodies.Unnoticed, but there03/ 9/05 7:54:25pm Wed



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