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Date Posted: 16:54:13 05/01/02 Wed
In reply to:
Ariel
's message, "The heart of a PrismStar." on 22:24:33 04/30/02 Tue
Such sheer violence, this was his past, thus making it part of him. That single thought made him violently ill. As he dropped to his knees, he reached with both hands for his stomach. After a few excruciatingly painful dry heaves, he thought to himself...
My Goddess, tyhis is my past, somehow I am going to have to live and deal with it. Recently i have learned that life is something most invaluable. To never miss a beat, beacuse even the little things in life are important. Even though I know not why i pray to you, it does feel most natural. And if i could ask a small request, could you please tell the first person i remember meeting....Zenra 'Thank you for all the kindness that you have shown to me, an imperfect stranger in need. Without questoin or recompense, she most gladly looked after me as if i was no problem at all.
Once again he looked up at Ariel, asking...
If ones past is a window into one's soul,
as he began this sentence, the dark forest green colour of his eyes began to fade into a depthless ocean blue,
What can one do, or is there something one can do, to change thier destiny? To preserve life, pure unto itself could be justifiable, but to take life for sport or shallow enjoyment, is it not forbidden and reprehensible?
With finishing the last few words, a single tear began to stream from the corner of his eye. A bright polished nickel tear drop flowed from his eye, and began to puddle within the grass. He could not help himself, he could not withhold the floodgates any longer, this was something that must have been long overdue. So now he knelt there, with his hands over his face.
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