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Post by Moria Gaisras on Apr 17, 2010 19:32:20 GMT -5
Moria was floating around in the market, aimlessly. La la la la la la. LA. Take that.
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Post by Aislin Delu on Apr 17, 2010 19:41:04 GMT -5
Aislin was pissed- once again. Two more years, and she could go home. Two more. Two more. Happy thoughts Happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts. Happy. Happy. Calm. Clam. Damn why couldn't Noah come now. Then she would have something to hit. Happy thoughts.
She was walking aimlessly trying to get somewhere that wasn't her home. It seemed that she couldn't stop being mad. Now she was in Kyyra's market. Why wouldn't it rain?
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Post by Moria Gaisras on Apr 17, 2010 19:47:47 GMT -5
"Oh! Fardum Ali!" Moria said, greeting her friend. "It's not going to rain today, sorry."
She smiled and skipped alittle.
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Post by Aislin Delu on Apr 17, 2010 19:56:06 GMT -5
Aislin smiled at the sight of her friend.
"Dia duit, Ria." Ali said. "Aww, it is saddening that it won't, aw, but I'm not on Emerald anymore, so it is to be expected that it won't rain when i wish it to. What has been in your head?"
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Post by Moria Gaisras on Apr 17, 2010 20:02:30 GMT -5
"Oh. Everything." Moria said. "How hath you been, Ali of the Isle? Have you hit Noah recently more?"
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Post by Aislin Delu on Apr 17, 2010 20:10:46 GMT -5
"Myself hath been well. Though no more striking has occured by my hand to Noah, as of yet." Aislin said. "How has your health and activates been, of late?"
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Post by Moria Gaisras on Apr 17, 2010 20:19:48 GMT -5
"Memi?" She asked. "I hath been well, though there still beith the annoying of the clan. But he shalt be dealt with. But I want it to rain. Rain sustains life and life is good, right? Or is life just a drink for hte dead?"
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Post by Aislin Delu on Apr 17, 2010 20:27:14 GMT -5
"I am sorry their are people of annoyance to you." Ali said. "I believe rain is good. It does help bring life, April showers bring May flowers. Life could just be a piece of nourishment to death but that would require death to be able to drink. Can death drink? If death can, can life as well? What dies life feed on? Is it only rain?"
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Post by Moria Gaisras on Apr 17, 2010 20:38:40 GMT -5
"Ask me no questions I'll tell you no lies." She said.
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Post by Aislin Delu on Apr 17, 2010 20:47:36 GMT -5
Aislin smiled and nodded.
"True. Though sometimes you want an answer but no on can provide you with one." she said. "During that period, even a lie,or something not true believed true will suffice."
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Post by Moria Gaisras on Apr 18, 2010 11:38:55 GMT -5
"Lie to me." Moria said. "Convince me that I've been sick forever and that all of this will make sense when I get better."
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Post by Aislin Delu on Apr 18, 2010 13:41:22 GMT -5
"And when I get better I shall never be sick again." Ali said. Her anger was fading.
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Post by Moria Gaisras on Apr 18, 2010 13:43:49 GMT -5
Moria cracked a smile.
"That's not how it goes silly!" She said, laughing.
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Post by Aislin Delu on Apr 18, 2010 13:50:33 GMT -5
"How does it go,then?" Aislin asked.
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Post by Moria Gaisras on Apr 18, 2010 13:55:55 GMT -5
Moria started walking in front of Aislin and started singing in a sad and haunting tone.
"I've been looking in the mirror for so long.
That I've come to believe my souls on the other side.
Oh the little pieces falling, shatter.
Shards of me,
To sharp to put back together.
To small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.
If I try to touch her,
And I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no more.
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me,
Convince me that I've been sick forever.
And all of this,
Will make sense when I get better.
I know the difference,
Between myself and my reflection.
I just can't help but to wonder,
Which of us do you love.
So I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe now...
Bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe-
I breathe no more. " Moria sang.
She smiled and turned around to face her friend.
"That's how it goes tirnino." She said, laughing.
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