| Mew |
Posted: Apr 3 2012, 06:04 AM
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![]() Mew Σ:33c Group: Banned Posts: 15 Member No.: 541 Joined: 11-December 11 |
In the moments of her grief the creature cried. The passion to find and the burden to be were lost like she was lost in the white oblivion. What comes to one of little love or of little being? What comes to a heart alone, journeying to the darkest reaches of a place so dear? Why must one fall to love and also fall to loneliness? Why must one fall into the heart darkness?
Mew was still like prey watching the brush rattle as if full of watching eyes. The cold white room around her remain untouched by the print of anyone's fingers. This binding of emotion held her body like a rope made of steel. Mew lost her focus. The shining marble was shown brightly and like the beam of god, blurring out all other things to leave nothing but the pink creature. "Where are you? Your voice sings a melody of sorrow, and I weep for you're death. Lucario. Be you a spirit or a memory, I cannot find you or any momory of us in my heart. Are you in the dark corners of this black and white world? I must find you; the light of the heart is found within the darkest reaches. Are you that light? Are you my light?" The sad creature floated forward in the air, breezing through the silence like the looming search lights of a prison tower looking for a man who escaped his cell. In the moment of her tiers, she shed the idea of having fears. For she would search for eternity, finding anything that would lead to him. If he was her connection to the light, to the warmth of a friend, she would not stop searching. Tears fell to the white floor, echoing like the faint sound of water hitting the rocky surface of a cave floor. There in that blindingly white room, she felt the flood of her passionate will as a torrent against her fear. She was in the place morning the death of her good friend, but also tears of joy bled down her eyes; there was hope yet that she could remember him. She had joy for knowing that there was someone in her life --even if as a memory. But was there something else for her to find? Was she also there for someone else? The intentions of her own mind became an unclear surface of water on the depths of an ocean filled with the sense of missing someone. "To find is to lose. To lose is to find." A voice said in the echos of her thoughts. "Go further into oblivion to find what you have sent to oblivion." The creature moved through the air, shedding tears of joy for the opportunity of finding someone to be close to. Were there rays of hope for her in the darkness? Did she only need to wait one more moment until she would open the next door and find the light within the darkness? Lucario had to be waiting for her. If he was not than who would call for her in the melodic tones and hymn of agony? Mew opened the next door hoping to find more reasons to keep searching, and its floor was wider than the last. The steps into the next room raised up like the mountains. She would climb the peak of the castle until she was at its top because Light was always at the top of a room. It illuminated everything below it like the stars of the night sky. The light that she searched for contained the possibilitie of belonging. She entered the wide room but along the white checkered floor black spots surfaced. Evil intentions and malice entered the air like the smoke of a flame. The sensation of the darkness that arose from the heartless were as grotesque as seeing the heart of a man pulled out by his own hand. Mew flew up, trying to avoid the horrible feeling that radiated from such evil, mindless things. They wanted her light, and she could tell they wouldn't stop to take a breath or rest before she fell to their unbreakable grip. But unable to avoid things that flew faster than her, Mew was struck by the claw of a round creature, who showed a toothy smile on a sinister face of evil. Her mind rushed to think, but all she could think of was escape. She had no means to defeat this evil, except by imitating their shadows and transforming into a form of darkness. Mew would not lower her self to that until she was forced to. Escape was the better choice. ------------ exp:781 Total exp:781 -------------------- |
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