Well it's been a while sence i made an entry. I've been reading allot of Yuu Watase Manags. Also been deep into DNAngel. >D! Also watched PeaceMaker Kurogane. Talk about a kick a** anime xd
I recently joined up with an Kingdom hearts RP. FINALLY some people who like KH and write in paragraphs. BWuahah my kind of place. Anyway heres me first intro post.
Quote: The cold rain fell from the sky that night. Seaping throuh the warm protective layer of clothe that surrounded a shivering figure. The freezing ran made the human twiched as she walked through the streets. Many of Traverse Town had lost there homes. But had soon found new ones here. Usually people get lost in groups or pairs. But this girl was left here alone. Her quite steps padded through the alley as the shadows cherned and twisted in a horrifying dance of death. The girl broke out into a run towards her santuary inside the bell tower.
Once inside her little make-shift home she glanced about curious to her surroundings. Making sure none of the muderious shadows followed her. She knew what they where. often she dreamt about being chased by then. But who didn't still have nightmares of when thouse shadows roamed freely in the second and thrid district.The only little bit of protection she had was a disgarded bouken left by one of the trainees from the near by Training hall.
" Kisara you need to stop being so jumpy..." She groaned sitting down on the clod hard ground as she opened a can of Tuna. He red hair stuck to her face in a thick messy manner as she devored her not so heart meal. Kisara eyes glowed brightly as the reflection of the fire that was lit. " The light is always beautiful......" The red head gave a small shiver as the heat from the flames gave her little to no protection from the cold. " Something is going to happen soon...right?" She said softly as the rain died down.It was more womans intuition than anything.
Peaking out from her little home she desided it was dry enough to go sift through the alley ways for some munny that was hopefully droped by a towns person, maybe something to sell. Maybe her future. Reacher under a tattered blanket the young child pulled out a rotted wooden bouken to use as her protection.
Art contest is running well. So many great anetries I can't wait. I need to advertise more >D!
 Kia Ryou · Sun Nov 07, 2004 @ 06:38am · 0 Comments |
