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Friday, May 27, 2005


The weekend has begun



Things on this end have unfortunetly took a sharp turn for a bad place. So sorry if I can't get around as much for a bit. But the good thing is when out today I got Saiyuki 8 manga and my sister picked up Fullmetal Alchemist 3. So had a bit of fun shopping. Not sure what's going to happen on this long holiday weekend so the post are probably going to be wierd. What are you guys doing this weekend?

Well starting with the wierdest some story snippets are next. (I was happy that you guys enjoyed the last on so much. ^-^) From this point on I will label each snippet for which story it goes with. Mainly because I want to start writing the Yugioh fic I talk about a long time ago (hence forth called Crystal Hearts) and keep the Songbird story going for a little bit. So you can follow whichever story you like to. And comments about either story are welcome. ^^

Crystal Hearts Prelude-
Seto, Angela and Mokuba had returned home after a bizarre trip to Egypt. Mokuba did not understand what happened inside the pyramid's chamber. But whenever he tried to ask Angela about it she would change the subject. Seto never gave the incident a second thought. This disturbed Mokuba. He did not know correct he was.
Angela had a pain in her chest. Even after she followed her instanct to Egypt the pain did not subside. In the last few days it had gradually incased. Angela noticed something unusally on her skin when she was changing for bed one night. Directly over her heart something which look like veins had started to appear. She look at it curiously. It was appearent from her face though that she was scared. "You going to spend all night in there?" Seto shouted.
Angela pulled her shirt up. "Coming."
"Something wrong?" Seto asked.
"No. Not a thing," Angela answered.


Songbird's Sonnet-
Songbird sat on the ground. She had a basket in her lap with a few vegeatables in it. 'Well that was embarassing.' Songbird thought to herself.
"So this is where you ended up," Scar said. He was standing in the doorway buttoning up his shirt.
"Hello. I'm glad the clothes fit. I was worried about that," Songbird said looking down.
"Don't worry about it Songbird," Scar said. He stepped down into the area. "This place almost looks like a garden. What is it?" Scar asked.
"This is his place. My husband worked to make this place since he was little. He wanted to be able to grow some vegetables. It seems between his work, the underground well, and some caareful selection there were a few things that continued to grow after all this time. He would have been happy about that," Songbird said as she stood up. She started back into the house. "We should go inside. It looks like a storm tonight."

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