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Post by [ st r yder ] on Feb 27, 2007 19:39:29 GMT -5
At the end of the world Or the last thing I see You are Never coming home Never coming home Could I? should I? And all the things that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me Never coming home Never coming home Could I? Should I? And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me.
I felt the heavy rain pound my shoulders, the sound blocking out the rocks sliding beneath my feet as I stumbled up the hillside. Pain blocked out the use of my other senses, save smell. It smelled like rain, rain and wet stone.
My side scraped along the side of a cliff, another wave of pain through my body. I felt a gasp through my teeth my knees buckling and my hands pressing into the ground until they bled. The pain from those was minor, compaired to the knife in my side. I had to breathe twice as fast to get the same amount of air, like I'd just ran. I knew, for past experience, that my lung was punctured. And among my other injuries.... Tonight would be painful.
My vision was blurred as I lifted my head, resting a hand on my knee to lift myself up. There was a cave up ahead, the air smelled of mildew and stagnent water. Shelter was all I really needed, and I would survive, as far as I knew. Maybe.
Get the feeling that you're never All alone and I remember now At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies She dies
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Kalia
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Post by Kalia on Feb 28, 2007 17:17:03 GMT -5
I was running to find shelter, i was socked to the bone. But across my path I saw a figure, slowly and coutiosly, I aproched it. It was a being...He looked hurt, so I slowly walked around it and stood right infront of it. Extending my arm forward. "Need help?" I simply asked. This wouldn't be the first time I find someone in this situation on one of my travels. I wonder if he was the one who called for me...
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Feb 28, 2007 18:51:28 GMT -5
At the end of the world Or the last thing I see You are Never coming home Never coming home Could I? should I? And all the things that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me Never coming home Never coming home Could I? Should I? And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me.
' You couldn't help me if you tried, ' I choked, my shadow-arm gripping the knife between my ribs, without my consent. But at the moment, I didn't mind. The shadow did have a mind of its own.
I would not let myself cower in front of her in such a way. I rose to my full height , straightening my back as much as possible, though my arm still gripped my side and I had to support myself on the wall.
Get the feeling that you're never All alone and I remember now At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies She dies
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Kalia
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Post by Kalia on Feb 28, 2007 18:53:56 GMT -5
"Maybe...But I can possible help with the pain..and true sha..." But I stoped in time. "Come on, I'll help you to the cave. Besides, being cold like that is my job." I said sarcasticly slowly rising up. Somehow I felt that if I scare this guy...I might get hurt.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Feb 28, 2007 19:15:14 GMT -5
At the end of the world Or the last thing I see You are Never coming home Never coming home Could I? should I? And all the things that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me Never coming home Never coming home Could I? Should I? And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me.
I leaned my forehead agianst the wall, my stomach lurching for a moment. But I was stubborn, and would not accept help willingly, never, unless I had to have it.
Another wave, this time making me lean my back agaisnt the wall. I clenched my teeth, shutting mye yes hard enough to see spots. But I did not make a sound. Would not. I had been trained so well, had made myself into a creature that was silent with pain.
Get the feeling that you're never All alone and I remember now At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies She dies
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Post by Kalia on Feb 28, 2007 19:20:06 GMT -5
"Stubborn person." I whispered under my breath. "Ok, You are Hurt and need help. And nothing you say will make me think other wise. Plus we could do this the easy way...or the hard way...You choose. But in any case. Your wounded, and need rest. And, if you stand more in this rain you will catch something. Believe me, I have done it before, and that ain't fun. So get over your stuborness and let's go." I said seriosly, yet calmly with some threatning notes in my voice. "In addition, just because you were trained, doesn't mean you should use your training when offered help! And if the wound gets infected...Training or no training you might still...Oh..." I realized...What Is wrong with me??? Why can't I controll my stupid mind reading?! I churned away from him and cursed. Lowering my self down, I punched a patch of Grass, and then got up, and churned back to him smiling. "Sorry."
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Feb 28, 2007 19:41:11 GMT -5
At the end of the world Or the last thing I see You are Never coming home Never coming home Could I? should I? And all the things that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me Never coming home Never coming home Could I? Should I? And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me.
' You think that I have never gotten sick before? ' I ask with a forced laugh. I turn my face toward her, my scar, so that she knows. So that she knows that I know what I'm doing. That I know pain. That I know how to deal, as best I can.
I turn from her, something I do not do often, and as I lean agains the wall for support, some seconds later, I am hit by another wave of agony. This time I drop, almost to my knees, yet still unwilling to accept her help. I stay there for nearly a minute, before I am ready to fight to my feet agian.
Get the feeling that you're never All alone and I remember now At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies She dies
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Post by Kalia on Feb 28, 2007 21:18:50 GMT -5
"I don't care what happened before." I said forcfuly. "But of all of the people I will not, and I repeat. NOT, let anyone die, or get hurt. OK?" Somehow I managed not to say anything, from what I heard, or understood. "But come on...Don't be so stupid...Tourchering your self won't do any good..." I pleaded. That didn't happen offen...I take his hand. "Come on...Don't fight...I'll help you...If you don't trust me, then you probly have someway of defending your self...even against my magic...But come on. It will be a start to Thunder soon. Just come on...Please...I hate whe..." I stoped...I almost said: I hate when people die in front of me...brings back memories."Just...Just come on. Let's go, just come on." I said, my voice shaking a bit along with the rest of me, so I puled my hand away hoping he won't notice. From suddently seeing my sister dead.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Mar 1, 2007 19:17:27 GMT -5
At the end of the world Or the last thing I see You are Never coming home Never coming home Could I? should I? And all the things that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me Never coming home Never coming home Could I? Should I? And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me.
I pull my hand away, leaning against the wall. I close my eyes, cocentrating on breathing, on not passing out from blood loss. When I speak, my words are carefully chosen, shallow-sounding and slow.
' I. Can. Defend. Myself. Just. Fine. ' Of course, my current state does not hint anything toward that, but I say it nonetheless. May as well help my case.
Get the feeling that you're never All alone and I remember now At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies She dies
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Kalia
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Post by Kalia on Mar 1, 2007 19:22:15 GMT -5
"Why are you so stubborn?" I hissed. "Sooner or Later you will learn that you need to accept help when it's provided. And, Maybe you can defend yourself...It doesn't mean you should!" Concentrate...Don't loose your temper...I told to my self. "And like I said before I. Will. Not. Have. Anyone. Die. In. Front. Of. Me. So you might as well give in, cuz I'm not giving up. Also your wound has to be cleaned, and dressed. And if your disagreeing, just because you may think that I will poison you or something...Well, your wrong. I have no intention of doing that. But come on. You are ready to colapse! Are you listening to me?"
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Mar 1, 2007 19:32:55 GMT -5
At the end of the world Or the last thing I see You are Never coming home Never coming home Could I? should I? And all the things that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me Never coming home Never coming home Could I? Should I? And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me.
A gust of wind tosses my thick, long hair around over my face as I feel another wave. I wrap my arms around my chest, keeping myself warm as well as trying to stop the bloodflow.
' And why do you care so much? ' I find myself asking, even as my knees almost buckle and my shoulders start to shake.
Get the feeling that you're never All alone and I remember now At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies She dies
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Kalia
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Post by Kalia on Mar 1, 2007 20:18:47 GMT -5
I looked at him for a little. Then churned around so my face couldn't be seen. So it wouldn't give away any emotion. "I...I'd reather not talk about it." I said quitely. "But it you don't want my help, fine. I'll go. But if you would like to know the name of who to curse...My name is Kalia, by the way. Doubt it will tell you much... Good bye. Hope you won't suffer long." And I started walking away into the rain. My tears mixing with the rain. To many memories. I hated so much when something happened that made me show my weak side. I wasn't weak. Anything but that. But after all, I'm not an animal...I had feelings...I shook my head, and tried to walk as fast as I could in this weather.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Mar 2, 2007 18:52:09 GMT -5
At the end of the world Or the last thing I see You are Never coming home Never coming home Could I? should I? And all the things that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me Never coming home Never coming home Could I? Should I? And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me.
Just as I am about to say something, blood loss gets to me. I feel myself fall, my back scraping painfully against the stone wall, and the pain becomes unbearable. Somewhere in the back of my mind I know I am going to die without help, and my thoughts are sarcastic as I hope I have not angered her too much.
The rain stops first. My eyes see the droplets falling, but I do not hear them. Then the rest of my senses follow, and I am swallowed up by blackness.
Get the feeling that you're never All alone and I remember now At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies She dies
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Post by Kalia on Mar 2, 2007 19:54:09 GMT -5
I heard a slight thud behind me, When i churned around I saw that he passed out. with a sigh i managed to grag him to the nearest shelter in the rocks that i could find, and started healing him as much as i could. I actualy managed to stop the bleading, and it kind of seamed like he did have a feaver so a placed a cool cloth. While bandaging his wounds, I prayed that he will wake up soon, since I couldn't really get dry wood even with my magic i couldn't start a fire, and everything I had with me was wet...I could only hope. Slightly wondering what happened to him. And ocasionaly cursing at his stupidity. but then, after a while, I was exhasted from using my cursed magic, and from being cold and wet, I leaned against the cold wall, and fell into a desterbed sleep. My usial nightmares about the past kept reapearing.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Mar 2, 2007 20:18:27 GMT -5
At the end of the world Or the last thing I see You are Never coming home Never coming home Could I? should I? And all the things that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me Never coming home Never coming home Could I? Should I? And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me. [/icenter]
Cold, pale fingers trace down my cheeck. The stench of death is heavy around me, as is the smell of blood. A heartbeat thumps along with my own, slowler and shallower, but still there. Barely hanging on to life. Her soft, grey eyes are hard with unspoken pain, even as she speaks with as much of a smile as she could manage. ' Promise me. ' Her voice fades as I reach out to her, her thick, coal hair slipping through my fingers.
He stares down at me, his golden eyes filled with mocking laughter. His voice echoes over my own calls for Arra, and pain racks my body. There is a battle, the very same that nearly destroyed me.
I wake to my own screams, in a cave and nearly dry of rain, though I am saoking in m own sweat. I feel over where the knife had been embedded in my side, to find that it is healed. I scan the cave, my eyes stopping on where the girl is sleeping by the wall. She looks as disturbed as I feel. I shake my head, though I am greatful for her help, as well as being to feel in debted.
Get the feeling that you're never All alone and I remember now At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies She dies
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