Saturday, April 28, 2007

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I nearly cried after writing these... I let Squall read them and I felt Like I was going to cry! .. -.- I don't want to know other peoples opinion on this series of poems.. I just want them on my page...The Series of poems is called to whom it may concern written about three people past present and future. Squall was on of the people...

To Whom It May Concern:

Emotions
So Can I have this time.. to tell you what’s on my mind…
I have these odd dreams about you and I…
I can’t stop thinking of you… Something about this… it’s refreshing
But it’s also … disturbing
I want to be with you but
I don’t want to lose the friendship
I want to be with you but
I’m afraid of the consequences it may bring
I want to feel your lips on mine…
but I shudder to think of what will happen after that
I want to feel you hold me close
but I still want to run away and hide in the shadows
My heart cries out every time you leave,
“Don’t Go… Please”
My mind screams out “Stop it! Stop right there.. “
“Don’t Do that!”
My body cries out..
My heart starts fluttering
My hands start shaking
I don’t know what to do… I know how I feel but….
I don’t know how to tell you about these
Emotions


Hazy Dreams
In those hazy dreams I’m with you…
There is only you and I
There are other people there but they fade into the
hazy background
In those hazy dreams you hold me close
And never let go
In those hazy dreams you never leave
And leave me alone
In those hazy dreams I receive the sweetest kisses
And tender embraces
But those are just hazy dreams and nothing more
But I wish they were reality


Love Song
This is the only way I can get my words out to put my feelings into words
I know this may change our whole course of events
I cant just let this go by and wonder later on what might have been
I love you… I came to realize this a long time ago…
I love you… It took me awhile to build up the courage to say this
Our whole lives may have passed by and you would have never been told
I would’ve spent years wondering what might have happened if I never said it
Years wondering what would have happened when I told you
I love you…I came to realize this a long time ago…
I love you… it took me a while to build up the courage to say this
Even as I say these words I wonder what will your response be, I am terrified to find out and yet and the same time I so badly want to know. I can handle rejection and I can handle the other possibility, but I can’t stand the thought of losing you all because I said
I love you… I came to realize this a long time ago…
I love you… it took me a while to build up the courage to say this
I love you… and I have for a very long time

Love Always,
Lorelei

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please comment and feel free to draw how you think the characters to look ... although a few guidelines would be, Baler-Vincent {FFVII}
Garamound-Axel {KH2andKHCOM}
Argmond- Baralai {FFX-2}
Loralei- Older Kairi longer hair and one blue eye one green {KH2}
At least that's the way I think them to look... If you have other ideas please let me know ^^0
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Chapter 2: Do What Now?

Loralei! I will save you…. At all costs… I have to know what that page meant... Please… Don't let me be too late!!!
Baler skids to a halt as he sees the rag doll form of Loralei suspended by her hands over Stagnus Lake. He looks up at her. A nasty gash resides on the left side of her pretty face, but it doesn't detract from her beauty at all. The blood drips slowly into the water with, what seemed to him, a loud splashing sound. The tree branch she's suspended from creaks softly as she starts coming to.
“So you show up now Baler… How appropriate…The wench put up one hell of a fight” A tall muscular man steps out from behind the tree Loralei's suspended from. Baler looks up Angrily, “YOU! Let her go!”
“Maybe I will… I might just decide to keep her for myself.. she is rather attractive isn't she”
“Keep your hands off of her…” Baler growls softly as he draws closer, Baler's gentle green eyes are laced with crimson as the rage builds up more and more.
“It's a bit late to tell me that” The man snickers and lightly runs his finger along Loralei's leg," My she is lovely... How did she ever come about a beast like you Battousai?" He smirks smugly as Loralei attempts to lash out at him.
"Let Her go Garamaul... She has nothing to do with this."
"Oh but you se she does... She means something to you... how else was I supposed to get you to come?"
"What are you talking about?..."
"Mmm.. Winner takes all..." Garamaul's hand traces along the hem of Loralei's short skirt and she gives a muffled scream of aggitation. As she attemps to wriggle free and kick him again.
"Stop touching her! She has nothing to do with this what ever it is.. Clear?!"
"Hmmm... Not quite.. I don't think you understand quite yet the full gravity of the situation. I could take advantage of her right now and there's nothing you could do about it, for you see if any thing happens to me.. Your lovely new wnech drowns at the bottom of the lake.... I am her life line"
"Bastard!"
Graramaul leans against the tree trunk and nods a bit "Tch!.. Such harsh language.. Is that any way to speak to..."
" I'm sorry.. Just please.. don't.. touch her again... don't hurt her... Just let her go..."
"Afraid I can't do that... The touching thing I could... but I don't want to.." , with that his hand gingerly brushes up her claf and she kicks wildly landing a nice solid blow on Garamaul, knocking him back a good five feet away from the tree.
"Bitch!", he walks calmly towards her drawing a shiv. Quickly Baler steps between them.
"Don't you dare...", The low tone in his voice makes Garamaul pause for a moment. His eyes narrow as he lowers the shiv.
"What is she to you?"
"Wha.. What?"
"Well What is she to you... A lover ?... No ... A friend... The only female company you keep is less than savory.. but this one is different I can see it in you eyes the way rage swells up each time I reach towards her... Each time I... even mention her. So what is she to you?"
"...."
Baler looks down breifly, grinding his foot on the ground.
I... Don't know... But I can't tell him... that may give him more ideas than he already has... But what is she to me... He looks up at him after a moment, defiantly.
"Some one I care about... That's all you need to know!"
"Hmph... That's so?"
Garamaul grins widely and looks to the rope suspending Loralei over the water...
"Let's see how much... " He throws the shiv in one swft moment sinking it right into the rope holding her.
" NO! Lorelai!"
With out thinking about the fact of turning his back on Garamaul, with out thinking about the heavy armor he wears, he leapt into the thick stagnant water after Lorelai.

So... Is this how it's going to end? Drowning... It's so peaceful. Loralei closes her eyes as she feels her self sink slowly. Then suddenly she feels a hand reach out and grab the rope around her hands. Slowly she feels the water shifting around her as she breaks the surface. Tossed onto the banks of the lake she looks around realizing Baler saved her, and he wasn't surfacing.
BALER!!!!
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   Chapter 1: Reversal of Time
We all have our days from Hell right? … Well mine became a year from Hell when my best friend of ten years admitted he loved me… All's well and good … I'm in love with him as well…Problem is …I don't know how to tell him… Maybe…:"
“ Huh?”
Loralei drops the journal she was writing in as she slams into a large stone wall.
“When did this get here?... Ow!....” she rubs her head gently and looks around confused. She glances back down into her journal to see a blank page where she had been writing.
“Huh?!!! Wha.. Where did it go..” She flips through her journal to see all the pages are blank.
“My Journal! What happened? where'd all my poems go… Oh…!” The whole while she's lamenting those loss of her words she doesn't notice the cloaked figure approaching her slowly from the east. She doesn't notice the gleam of metal in the dimming sunlight. She doesn't hear the sword being drawn from her right side. She's oblivious to all around her until she hears a loud, CLANG! She jumps and whirls to face it.. Two cloaked figures are standing before her. One with his back to her, within arms reach and the other facing her, but she can't see his face. Both trying to break the others grip on their sword. The one with his back to her is wearing a blood red cloak the other is wearing a pale grey cloak.
“Get out of here! I can't hold him forever! Run!... I'll see you at the Setting Sun.. GO!”, the man in the red cloak yells to Loralei.
“Wha.. Oh!...” she takes off to the west.
“Wrong way You Twit… to the east!”
“Don't be so mean!...Besides he'll stab me if I run by right now…”
The battle ceases and both men stop and stare at each other, the man in red slowly turns to face her.
“What?....” The man in grey speaks and then begins to laugh heartily.. the man in red looks exasperated. His emerald green eyes sparkle gently and his lips twitch into a slight sneer. His long black hair falls loosely at his shoulders in loose waves.
“Why… Are you…. You.. You're not Yukiko…. Are you…”
“Who?”
“Damned .. Wrong person Baler…” The man in grey snickers. “She is cute though!”
“Yea.. she is.. So what's you name kid…” The man in red pulls out a clove cigarette and begins smoking as Loralei looks at the two of them bewildered and shocked.
“Well? You gunna answer kid?”
“…Bu.. Wha… What's going on just a moment ago you two were fighting now you're friends?!”
“Well yea…..It was supposed to be a staged fight for some one.. “
“… Bastard…”
“Wha.. What did you call me..” He looks at her in shock, apparently no one's ever called him a bastard before. Loralei stomps off to the west. With in moments she stomps back again and looks at the man in red angrily.
“Where's the main road….”
“Why should I tell you that?”
A loud smacking sound is heard as her hand lands square across his cheek. He stumbles back from the blow, his cheek pulsing red. He looks at her angrily.
“What'd you do that for…?!”
“Tell me where the main road is or I'll do it again!”
“Fuck.. It's to the east.” The man rubs his cheek in amazement. “Damn she hits hard!”
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“So who was she Baler?” The man in the grey cloak asked quietly as he props his feet up on the tavern table. He unfastens the cloak and ruffles his short, curly brown hair gently. His deep stormy blue eyes sparkle mirthfully.
“She didn't say remember Argmond?” The man in red, Baler, responds coolly. He presses the cold glass of whiskey to his jaw where the woman had hit him..
“Loramot! She packs one hell of a punch…”
“So I see old friend… That's going to leave quite a bruise…”
“I wonder where she is now….Who she is even… She was beautiful. Nice breasts, arse…nice figure in general. Her lips… redder than the reddest rose…”
“Baler….. “ Argmond raises an eye brow questioningly as Baler trails off and a dreamy look crosses his face.
“Ba..!” He is cut off by the doors being flung open and the girl from before strides in annoyed. Argmond catches himself staring. Her long red hair had become disarrayed from earlier and little wisps of curls frame her face. Her eyes were the oddest thing about her. One the shade of the purest sapphire and the other the shade of the purest emerald. She was dressed in an odd manner, a knee length green dress that seems cut away, deliberately, slantways up her right hip. A lot of her leg could be seen. The top part of the dress clung to the willowy curves of her body and had no sleeves It seems the only thing holding the dress up was the neck piece, a black collar that covered the whole neck. There was no back to the dress at all. She wore black boots that seem to be made of suede, or some other soft material. Argmond nudges Baler from his reverie.
“Huh?!.. Ack!” Baler's chair is flipped out from under him as he falls hard onto the ground in front of the girl with a heavy thud
“You again!??” She boots him softly on the side. He winces and waits for the pain but it's more like a soft nudge and he looks up. Loramot…she's so beautiful.
“Heeeeelllloooo? You okay down there Mister?”
“I'm fine…” He quickly stands…. And dusts himself off, and his thoughts.
“Good I wanted to apologize for earlier… and also..” She leans in very close, Shit… She's going to kiss you, and whispers softly,
“Ask where in the bloody hell am I?”
She doesn't know where she is…
“What?”
“Ju…. Just answer the question! How far am I from Viaki?”
Baler begins laughing.. at first softly then hysterically at the question.
“You're in Viaki” He says quietly.
“….. This…. this… little medieval looking town is ….. Viaki…Wha.. what year is it?!”
Baler looked at the girl confused and cocked his head to the right.
“That's a stupid question… 1672…. It's May 1 to boot.”
The girl's jaw drops and her eyes go wide…. “You… you're kidding right?”
“No not at this point.. why would I joke about some thing like that?” Has she gone insane.. or maybe she smacked her head on that wall hard enough she forgot where she was.. maybe even who she is…
“What's your forename kid?” Argmond pitches in suddenly.
“Forena…. Oh.. It's um…. Oh….” The girl looks very confused and upset.
“Here… Sit down and have a drink.” Baler quickly pulls a chair out for her to sit down and motions for a tankard of ale the girl slowly sits down and stares blankly at the table, every now and then her glance would fall on the book in her lap. She would flip it open occasionally as if looking for answers. The tankard is set in front of her and she absent-mindedly reaches into a bag at her hip that isn't there.
“Hmm?...” Baler quickly pulls a silver out and hands it to the barmaid and leans in close and whispers, “She's forgotten who she is….”
“Oh… Ma'am I will have a nice roasted quail out in just a few moments for you!”
“Thank you” She mumbles softly as she runs her fingers over the crimson velour on the cover of the book.
Baler looks at Argmond helplessly, Argmond stands up.
“I'll leave the two of you to get better acquainted”
“Wait what?! Don't go Argmond So help me Loramot!”
“Lora… mot? … “ the girl looks up her brow furrows, “Lora,,, Lora lei!”
“What?” Baler turns and looks at her puzzled.
“I'm L.. Loralei!” She smiles suddenly, “My name I remembered!”
Baler looks at Argmond puzzled, “How did she get.. Loralei from … Oh never mind… So Loralei… Where are you from…”
“Miktung.. near the River of Tears.”
”Well at least you remember that..”
“I think…” Baler falls heavily in his chair exasperated while Argmond sneaks away to get rooms for the three of them.
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Loralei sits in the bed staring out the window next to it, watching the sun set quickly behind storm clouds. Her journal lay on the bed next to her. Baler … looks so familiar... seems so familiar… How do I know him And why do I have these feelings towards him?......Why did I forget who I am?... Did I hit my head too hard?....
A shadow darts by her window suddenly…
“Huh?”
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A scream and the shatter of glass, from upstairs, shatters the jovial mood in the bar.
Baler jumps up and looks up the stairs as Argmond runs towards them.
“The scream came from Loralei's room!”
Baler takes off up the stairs easily surpassing the nimble Argmond. His heart was pounding. I've only known her for a few hours and I feel like I've known her for years… Why do I feel such a sharp agonizing pain ….. Why can't I focus when she's around…
“Loralei! Loralei!” He runs to the door and bashes it open. Shards of glass are spread out around the room. Loralei's journal is torn in half a few specks of blood fell on one page. Baler picks it up and reads the page slowly. Baler … looks so familiar... seems so familiar… How do I know him And why do I have these feelings towards him?......Why did I forget who I am?... Did I hit my head to hard?....
His hands shake as they fall to his sides.. His knees wobble as he stares out the broken window. Argmond looks out the window.
“They're heading east! Lets g… Baler?...” Argmond looks over at his friend, as Baler's fists ball up tightly. Baler charges the window and leaps out landing on the ground below, the landing didn't seem to slow him in the slightest. In the many years Argmond had known Baler he had seen these rages frequently but none quite like this. It seemed more.. much more emotional and he could have sworn there was a tear in his eye. Argmond picks up the page that had dropped next to him from Baler's hand. Baler … looks so familiar... seems so familiar… How do I know him And why do I have these feelings towards him?......Why did I forget who I am?... Did I hit my head to hard?.... He stared at the page for a moment… Di... did this cause his rage…
He quickly darts out the door and gives chase. The people in the bar try to stop him to ask him what's going on, but he presses on shouting over his shoulder, “All will be explained when We return….”
“BALER!!!” he knew shouting like that was no good Baler wouldn't respond, his mind too far gone into a flurry of thoughts that will consume him until his goal is met.


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   Broken Moonlight
There are times in our lives when we get to crossroads that seems to branch in thousands of different directions and your way back has become a dead-end. Down one of these paths is Dead-end sign, but beyond the sign the road continues in an unbeaten path.
Now you have a choice… Do you go down the ones that seem the safest or do you pick the one that seems the most adventurous.
The only things you have to remember are:
You are not alone on these crossroads and that the people who get you into shit are not necessarily your enemy and the people who get you out are not your allies.
Also Love has an uncanny knack to show up in the wrong places at the wrong time, which it will later turn out to be the right time and the right place. As Loralei Takuda is bound to learn.

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