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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 5:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 6:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 1:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 2:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:21 pm
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As he played his song, he had his eyes closed focusing only on the melody that came from the combination of his fingertips and the piano keys. This song, he had played for someone important to him long ago... A person he had lost... A love unfulfilled... For some reason, her playing the piano sparked the song back into memory and, without thinking, he had played it as perfectly as he did back then... When he finished his melody, his fingers rested as his eyes reopened. Blinking, he looked down to his side, finding her resting on his shoulder. For a moment, he smiled lightly as his hands closed the piano cover again. Gently taking her into his arms, he carefully moved back to her room and situated her down on the bed. Covering her up lightly, he looked down at her and, for a single moment, saw the same person he had loved back then... Happiness and grief were a powerful combination of emotions, and he could easily feel them boiling inside of him. Leaning down, he placed a soft kiss onto her forehead before saying, "Goodnight, Zemira..." With that, he got up and left the room, letting her sleep peacefully.
(Sorry for my lack of posting. I've been having trouble keeping up with my RPs lately, what with schoolwork and all.)
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 11:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 12:00 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 12:14 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 8:47 am
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For once, Melthos dreamed... He dreamed of a time before his accursed fate, before he became a Sinner, before he had died. Back at his home, he played the piano that day for his love... his daughter. His wife had died many years ago from child birth, and he had been left alone to take care of a child. The years had passed and, surprisingly enough, he had managed to care for the girl, raising her well and healthy. She had become 16, and the next day she would be married to a wealthy gentleman. This song he had played, he played for her well-being and as a memory to the both of them. A few days later... he found her lifeless body along the side of the road, a woman unable to fulfill the wishes of her master. Taking hold of her, he stared down at her form in denial, wishing for those eyes of hers to open up... A father's wrath is hell on earth, and the man who had killed his daughter had found retribution. Caught by the police, he had been taken away and given the life sentence. Before he was killed, as he stood there tied to the firing squad pole, he saw his daughter for the last time...
A tear streamed down his eye as he opened them. That dream... It had been so long since he had seen it before, but what brought it to being? Perhaps it was Zemira that did this?
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 1:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 3:56 pm
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Getting to his feet, his hands clasped upon the blanket that was, for some reason, covering him for warmth. For a moment, he assumed that once again Zemira had left her bed. Perhaps she was back in the piano room? As he moved forward, a sudden feeling overcame him... A sinner was near... But... Oh no! Rushing out, he burst the manor door open just in time to see the figures of the three disappear. "ZEMIRA!!!" he called out as he rushed to where they had been. Desperately looking around to no avail, he unleashed an angered scream for a good few seconds into the air, his anger and anguish making itself known. With his scream over, though, he dropped to his knees as his eyes gazed near-tearing at the sky. Why?... WHY!?!
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 4:12 pm
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