Post by kenshin on Oct 8, 2007 3:12:15 GMT 1
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The Time it said on his Rolex watch which sat there on his wrist. It was also the time which the sun made its ascension from the sea. a cool summer breeze lofted through his hair, Which was dyed back to its old lusterous red. He wore no shirt, which exposed his new look. His body, which was now better toned, lotioned and oiled was exposed to the sea. His eyes showed signs of new life. He looked completely healthy. The feelings he had in the past, and all he had seen in his life was now but a ghost of the past.
Goodbye Raphael...goodbye to all of the bad....
In his hand was a wilted rose. This rose resembled Raphaels past. All of sights, sounds, and feelings he had that were bad. His hand covered the top of the rose, and began to crush it. Ran, Katsu, Yukimura. Im sorry i could not have changed the way i acted in the past... He began to apply more pressure to his hand. The pedels began being crushed and smaller, some leaking out of his hand. A tear drop formed and ran its course down his cheek. But i am human. And humans grow and develop...Something that i haven't been doing. He pulled the dried stem out placed his hand forward to the sea. So now...This is when it ends...
And with that, his hand opened up. On cue, a soft breeze picked up and swept the dried pedels of the rose out of his hand. He watched the graceful wind dance that unfolded. The pedals dancing in the air like versalles dancers too victorian music. He looked at the sky, reaching into his denim short pockets and pulling out a pair of blue tinted sunglasses.
"My Life Starts now..."
The Time it said on his Rolex watch which sat there on his wrist. It was also the time which the sun made its ascension from the sea. a cool summer breeze lofted through his hair, Which was dyed back to its old lusterous red. He wore no shirt, which exposed his new look. His body, which was now better toned, lotioned and oiled was exposed to the sea. His eyes showed signs of new life. He looked completely healthy. The feelings he had in the past, and all he had seen in his life was now but a ghost of the past.
Goodbye Raphael...goodbye to all of the bad....
In his hand was a wilted rose. This rose resembled Raphaels past. All of sights, sounds, and feelings he had that were bad. His hand covered the top of the rose, and began to crush it. Ran, Katsu, Yukimura. Im sorry i could not have changed the way i acted in the past... He began to apply more pressure to his hand. The pedels began being crushed and smaller, some leaking out of his hand. A tear drop formed and ran its course down his cheek. But i am human. And humans grow and develop...Something that i haven't been doing. He pulled the dried stem out placed his hand forward to the sea. So now...This is when it ends...
And with that, his hand opened up. On cue, a soft breeze picked up and swept the dried pedels of the rose out of his hand. He watched the graceful wind dance that unfolded. The pedals dancing in the air like versalles dancers too victorian music. He looked at the sky, reaching into his denim short pockets and pulling out a pair of blue tinted sunglasses.
"My Life Starts now..."