Friday, April 27, 2007

Click Click Boom!

Hello everyone! Sorry for not updating yesterday, but I had to do the invatations by hand which took forever!!

Anyway, today was my friend's birthday, but I completly forgot since I had to do the invitations, so I gave her some drawings and now today/tomorrow I shall give her a picture frame, and a card! ^^" I know not much, but I had little time to choice what to give her, since everytime I asked her what she wanted she answered, "I don't know" I hate it when people say that, since now the person who needs to find a present has a hard to time...cause well the person doesn't know what the other wants -_- and no one wants to get a present that they don't want.

THere isn't that much to talk about, I am down to my last penguino! *sob* Well, I am gonna save it till my birthday party!! If I can... ^^" penguinos just taste so good!

This post is too short, anyway since my friend KuroYUKIrou asked for my story "Wind Of Faith" which I haven't been able to work on for awhile now... here is what I have so far

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People always seem to ask me the same question, “Where do you come from?”, and I answer the same way over and over again, “Somewhere, somewhere where I left my happiness from my life before…” After I said what I say, they look at me, as if wondering what suffering I been through. But no one knows…no one.

He laid his head on the table, he didn’t even drink more than a sip of the beer, yet he felt dizzy. He wasn’t used to beer, yet even a sip took a little of the pain. “Excuse me sir, just making sure your not just another beggar, you do have enough money to buy your drink?”, he looked up, with eyes just filled with so much pain that the woman who spoke fell silent. He took out money and gave it to her, “Here, take it.” he spoke in nothing more than a whisper as he stood up. He walked out of the room, with walls covered with spider webs and dirt, for it was as old as the floor and half of the people in the small bar. He wore a simple black shirt with his dirt covered jeans, that was equal status of the woman who wore a white shirt with dirt that went perfectly wit her brown skirt that reached her knees. She looked at money that was twice as much as the beer cost, she sighed as she brushed off a strand of hair from her face that escaped her ponytail. The men in the bar looked at him, they sighed as the woman spoke, “The poor man…” they all thought the same thing.

He walked carelessly, his bag worn over his one shoulder. He wore his jacket, worn out like everyone’s clothes. The streets we just dirt, hardly any difference from the houses. The sun shone bright, as if laughing at the misery that everyone breathed in. Its been like this for years, ever since the last war happened. He continued to walk pass the hungry children who tried to entertain themselves in their break from work, until he reached to a part of the city where the houses were so old and beaten many thought the buildings shall crumble. “There is no wind of faith here either,” he whispered under his breath. He sighed, he was tired from days of no sleep, yet when he saw two young men kicking an injured girl he rushed in. One of them fell to the ground with a bloody nose as the second one was given a dagger inches from his throat, “Leave now, or die,” he spoke in a clam voice, the gave shills to the youths who quickly ran. He looked at the girl, her skin was light brown and her arms were bleeding along with her shoulder and right above her eye, which were nearly black as the night sky. The girl who wore jeans and a black short sleeved shirt both too large for her tried to stand up by clinging on the wall, the man quickly help the girl. “Thank…you.” she said. The man just looked down as he just nodded, as if he had done something wrong than helping a girl in need. “Can you help me walking to my place? Please.” she asked, the man nodded without saying a word. “Your not from around here, please, may you tell me why you come here?”, the girl looked at him in such pleading eyes as she asked this that he couldn’t help, but say the truth, “I came to look for something or someone…” he sighed as he put the girl’s arm around his neck so they could walk better, “Have you heard of the Wind of Faith?” They reached the house, or what’s left of it should be better said. The house had a huge hole right in the ceiling, most of the wall was covered by boards covering openings that lead to the alleys where gangs team up. The house simply was just three rooms, a kitchen and two bedrooms. “No, I never heard of that sir.” she spoke as she entered, what he guessed, was her own room. He sighed as he sat down at the old sofa, the kitchen contained a sofa, a refrigerator and a table with three chairs. ‘Three chairs, one for her, and the two for her parents…’ he thought. Then suddenly a tiny girl opened the door, her brown hair reached to her waist, her light brown eyes widen for she guessed that the strange man was just another gang member in the area, until the other girl came in, “Don’t worry Shadi, he is a friend.” she smiled, as if her shoulder now covered by cloth to stop the bleeding like the cloth above her eye were nothing. Shadi just stared at him, but then she sat on the sofa next to him and put her hands on his lap and asked in such a curious tone, “What’s your name? Where do you come from? How did you meet big sister?” her eyes brighten, she was a curious girl, so he smiled, “My name is Besnik, but only my mother used to call me that, I usually called Ichiro, since I was the first son. I am from, what was used to be called, Hotaka.” Shadi’s and the girl’s eyes widen, they were hungry to for knowledge, that was easy to see, so he continued, “Hotaka, isn’t what it used to be though, its been a long time since I have been there though, even though it has changed greatly I remember the winters very clearly, the snow was so light and beautiful, it was as if we were in heaven…” The man smiled, the girls were so happy to know more, he wanted to stay there, to tell them everything, but everything…?

Screaming suddenly was heard from outside, Ichiro quickly ran outside, as the girl quickly ordered Shadi to go and hide in the room. Ichiro could hardly see anything after just a few steps, smoke was coming from everywhere, yet people were still running from something. Suddenly he felt someone holding his arm, “Ichiro? What’s going on?” she spoke, her black eyes were nearly closed for the smoke made everyone’s eyes near to tears. Ichiro didn’t answer, he had a guess what was going on, but he didn’t dare tell her the truth, at least not yet. Unexpectedly a gust of wind blew the smoke away, everyone was gone, for they ran like scared deer from a hunter, Ichiro tried to think of a way to get out of this chaos, but nothing came up. The girl’s nails dug into his arm for fear was in the air, but who can blame her? For there, just a few yards away from them, was a door like no other…

The door was pure white, two dragons were carve in as if they were there to open the door. Leaves, trees, and the ocean were carved in it as well, yet they were only the background that only made the whole thing more unbelievable. But the thing that caught their eye was the dragon on top of it, its claws carved as if to make sure it shall stay shut, while its large white wings made it look like the door was the one who had the large silver wings. They stared unable to believe what was before their eyes…
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Sorry that it isn't that good! I am still working on it!

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