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Pray for a miracle.

Postby Alisha on April 18th, 2013, 8:06 pm

51st of spring 513 AV
(11th bells after the sunset)




Why, is it hard for a god to grant a wish which was my heart truly desires?
I’m not a bad man. I truly was aware of my sins. I was. I have forgotten my memories because they’re so painful to me. I can’t accept it even in my dreams. The only hope that lies beside me, you’d taken it away. Help me, if you’re good and cared for me. For I’m a dying candlelight in the dark melting each day. My sorrows, they were haunting me at night. A single peace of mind was even hard to have. If you’re truly understand and hears the tremble happening inside my heart and soul you’ll save me.

I’m in my despair times. I have not gone to church or any shrines anymore with the recent seasons and years passed by. I cannot deny there are questions, a lot of them, unanswered. But still I’m lingering to that very piece of remaining hope.

Alisha tried to stop her heavy watery eyes from falling tears. She remembered again this time, the merchant she considered as her grandma. Like other said, she’s weak with her emotions. But, killing the emotions would lose you a lot. It’s not a logical to do so. When this persists might end her up signing up her own name in a hospital voluntarily. She was not like this all the time. Though it was a burden she carried on since ancient times. Probably if she bonded or hanged up with others, there’s this chance she would changed.

It’s pretty silly to wail and grieve decease too long. Was she rather being just full of self-pity with her own self? And that terrible past life, she can’t even remember. There’s this bleeding in a part of her heart, a black void eating her.


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Pray for a miracle.

Postby Alisha on April 18th, 2013, 9:17 pm




This was totally ridiculous she even don’t know whose god to pray. The god of blood of the Symenestra was Viratas they called. She even doesn’t know how to write or to spell it right. Her knowledge about these gods they called was merely zero. Multi worshiping wasn’t attractive at all for her. She just knew there these gods and goddesses. Pray to the twin-like gods, Kelwyn if you’re seeking a miracle to happen. Was this just another waste of time, to stare like a dog glancing the entrance and exit of visitors. After kneeling down for a chime, Alisha just let the time flow while sat on her sit thinking of random thoughts and somehow reflecting her life. Honestly it was not productive, blaming the hardship she’d gone by was never been an excused. Still she was very young. Got still time to strive to the victory she was always dreaming.

She swiftly trailed her hands over the simple red cloak she’s wearing.

Discomfort aroused she came up her senses, red might be too catchy color. Attention was okay but not with in this case. Not inside a holy place. The silence was making her deaf. A slight cracking sound emitted by her sudden rose on her sit. It echoed intensifying the little produced sound. She tiptoe going to a corner where she scrutinized the architecture and materials that the church was made from. Indeed a masterpiece. The structure was been there so long ago. It was amazingly still standing. The polished pews were awesome. They were antiques but as if their just been bought.

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Postby Alisha on May 12th, 2013, 10:58 am

#END POST



"Hey,hey... Wake up!"

A young boy nudge Alisha shaking her and raining with multiple poking.
"Stop. What?"

She open up her eyes wiping some her untidy face.

"Your tickling...me"

The very young chubby boy with a funny round haircut pouted his lips. He stare stonely at her while crossing his arms like an angered boss.

Alisha puzzled she sat, glaring the boy. She came into her senses that she fell asleep inside a holy place. Gee, what did I done.

"Oh, sorry."

Alisha hurriedly eye for her valuables. Bending her back to double check on below the chairs then stood ready to exit the church. The sky was bluish a sign of dawn. The end red cloak of her flowing freely as she ramped to the front gates of the church. Before going away, she turned her head and have her goodbyes. The little boy was still standing watching her afar. The last thing she saw was him beaming a smile.

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Postby Accolade on May 28th, 2013, 2:29 am

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