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Chapter 34: (Lelouch's view) My Lady of the Moon
I woke up in my bed in my chambers to another lonely morning. I had no one next to me. No beautiful angel to comfort me. I heaved a sigh. It was just another day in my loneliness. Not a day went by that I had no sweet lover to wake up next to me, or watch me sleep. Nothing dealing with love. I layed in my bed for a while thinking of this. Why I couldn’t have a lady of my own? Because of my cursed hideousness. My father had never seen me. And my mother as not to see me made me a present of my first mask. I had never shown my true face sense I was three choosing to hide behind a mask of half white, to cover my ugliness, as everyone wished me too (I had other reasons for doing so). I rose from the bed at last in a slump feeling, as I usually did, as there was no point to getting up. Or a point to living. The world was not a pleasant place to be if you had no one to hold or have you hold close. The world was cruel. I had never once in my life found kindness in it or from it’s people. I only wanted one thing in this cruel world: To find love with a women who could look past my ugly nature and see my true self. A gentle and lonely man. A women to accept me for who I was. This would consisted of nothing but people being judged because of appearances…and not enough on what really matters. As I stood in the shower I thought of what it be like to have a lover to be there next to you every morning. With a smile, a kiss, a hug even. Someone to talk to. A significant other. Someone to hold me in there arms. Shelter me from the world and it’s cruelty. But wasn’t that what my home was for? Living in the sewers of an abandoned Opera House that my great-great grandfather had lived in before me. I was hidden from the world, and sheltered from it’s cruel natures.

User Image Finally refreshed I stepped out of the shower and dried. I had no mirrors in my home. If I did they were covered as I wouldn’t have to look at my appearance that everyone was disgraced by. I dressed quietly, ate breakfast and then I went to the drawing room of my home to work on my music. I had started to think of a new composition, but I needed inspiration. I rose from my seat., grabbed my clock, wrapped it around my shoulders, and left my lair. I emerged through a secret passage and found myself in the abandoned opera house’s stage area. The chandler in the floor, shattered long ago…by my ultimate forbearer. But that was a long story. I strolled through the rubble, and out the building into the first rays of the morning. No one was awake at these hours. I strolled on the pavement. I did not enjoy being in the world of light. Though I found much inspiration in darkness I felt like looking for something else. Something or Someone that could inspire my next work of music. The beach seemed like a good place to search first. I made my way towards the sands and the ocean water. As I approached I heard a voice. A women’s. A beautiful one…singing in the early hours of the morning. One that inspired me! But made me feel soothed. Like I’d found the girl who’d accept me for who I was. What I was. But who? I ventured further, and came to a girl walking along the shores of the beach sands, in a gentle morning. I hid behind a rock as she would not see me. I had not only found a voice of inspiration. But the owner of this angelic voice. She was just like the voice would tell you. She had the appearance of an angel if not a goddess sent from heaven. A lady that reflected the moon and the meaning of night itself. A perfect image.

User Image Long locks of pink hair down past her shoulders. Deep pools of chocolate brown for eyes. Smooth looking white skin. As a gentle breeze blew across the beach I caught the scent of cherry blossoms. Such a sweet, luscious, and mouth watering scent. And for such an angel it made her all the more beautiful. “’O, she dot teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night as a rich jewel in an Ethiop’s ear- Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear. So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows as yonder lady o’er her fellows shows. The measure done, I’ll watch her place of stand and, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand. Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight, for I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.’” I whispered quoting Shakespeare’s Romeo from The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet, Act I, Scene 5. Then I went into another quote of Romeo’s from Act II, Scene 2. “’He jests at scars that never felt a wound. But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet (I meant this girl I had found) is the sun (more like my moon). Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief that thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. Be not her maid since she is envious. Her vestal livery is but sick and green, and none but fools do wear it. Cast it off. IT is my lady. O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were! She speaks, yet she says nothing. What of that? Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold. ‘Tis not to me she speaks. Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, having some business, [do] entreat her eyes to twinkle in there spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars as daylight doth a lamp; her eye in heaven would through the airy region stream so bright that birds would sing and would not think it night. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek!’”

We were both young
When I first saw you
I close my eyes and the flashback starts
I’m standing there
On a balcony in summer air


User Image She sang so softly yet with so much energy….heart. “‘O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art as glorious to this night, being o’er my head, as is a winged messenger of heaven unto the white-upturned wondering eyes of mortals that fall back to gaze on him when he bestrides the lazy puffing clouds and sails upon the bosom of the air.’” I said. Words could not describe this angel almost. Impossible beauty. Accomplice by a impossibly beautiful voice. Everything about her was impossible. As I stared at this angel I sensed despite her human appearance. She was not. I stared into her eyes, and it hit me. She was part human. She was a creature of the blue. A mermaid. A creature that loved to sing and attract men if she could. But she seemed not to want to. I sensed she was somewhat shy about singing in front of people. Even friends. I sensed she was in a relationship. But the boys image I saw in my head suggested that he did not truly care about her. That he was cheating on her and she didn’t know.

See the lights
See the party
The ball dance
See you make your way
through the crowd and say hello

Little did I know
That you were Romeo
You were throwing pebbles
And my daddy said
Stay away from Juliet

And I was crying on a staircase
Begging you please don’t go
And I said
Romeo Take me somewhere
We can be alone

I’ll be waiting
All you have to do is
Be the prince and I’ll be the princess
It’s a love story
Baby just say yes


For this angel I would be the prince. She’d be my princess. Oh this angel's voice....I never wanted it to stop talking....singing in my ears. Her voice...her radiant apperance soothed all my wounds....and pains. I could listen to her all day. All night. Sing angel. Sing for I will not leave. I sha'll stay and listen.

So I sneak out
To the garden
To see you
We keep quite
Cause were dead if he knew

So close your eyes
Escape this town for a little while
O' O' Cause you were Romeo
I was a scarlet letter
And my daddy said
Stay away from Juliet

But you were everything to me
I was begging you please don't go
And I said
Romeo take me somewhere
We can be alone

I'll be waiting
All you have to do is
Be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story
Baby just say yes


Yes a love story. One that for me and you would come true. A happy ending. I wold save you. Take you somewhere we could be alone. I would enchant your world. I would go anywere with you. All I would ask is your love in return as I give to you sweet angel.

Romeo save me
But try to tell me how to feel
This love is difficult
But it's so real
Don't be afraid
We'll make it out of this mess
It's a love story
Baby just say yes

O' O'
I got tierd of waiting
Wondering if you were ever coming around
My faith in you worse
Faeding
When I meet you on the outskirts of town

And I said
Romeo save me
I've been feeling so alone
I keep waiting for you
But you never come as this
In my head I know
What to think

He kneels to the crowd
Pulled out a ring and said
Marry me Juliet
You never have to be alone
I love you
And that's all the reason
Though I talked to you dad
Go pick out a white dress
It's a love story
Baby just say yes

O' O'
O' O'
Cause we were both young
When I first saw you


User Image This love would be difficult. But I wuld save you from the cruel world and teach you how to feel! It was real! You didn't have to be afraid because we'd make it out of this mess! I would make you my bride! (I tried to picture that at the thought) My angel! The women I longed for! I want you to hold in my arms safe and warm! To confort! To make the music of the night with! To cherish always! To sing with you! Sing you to sleep at night! Take care of you when your ill! EVERYTHING! This angel I longed for to be mine. I watched as she smiled at the dolphins in the water jumping out and back into the water. Her beauty was enough to make a man drunk. As she walked away from the beach I smiled. "This angel. I feel so unworthy. But...would she deny me when I sense another heartache coming for her?" I said, as she walked towards the buildings behind me. "Angel do not shun me. Be my Lady of the Moon" I watched as she walked over to a blue haired boy. A friend. But I sensed a bit of attraction between the two. "This angel....who I wish to be my own...sha'll...be mine." I said vanishing into the shadows.

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To be continued in Chapter 35...






User Comments: [2]
Mat_Wind and Aura Knight
Community Member





Mon Apr 06, 2009 @ 01:20am


*whistles* You really know how to write in a male's point of view.

Oh, I have this idea that would really blow your mind.


srs diva 2011 xxl
Community Member





Mon Apr 06, 2009 @ 01:49am


Awesome. It's as if you had a little guardian angel before you even knew about him. Erik and I had our song too, Sarah Mauglauchlin's "In the Arms of the Angel". I sent a AMV slide show of it to you a few days ago.


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