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The Beast at the End of the HallwayWe wander the halls in the dark of night, unable to face anyone after The Incident. Here,there is no one to speak to, no one to try to comfort us with empty condolences.One night, we stumble upon an unfamiliar corridor. At the end of the short hallway, a beast stands, staring at us. He sneers, a cold gleam dully shining in his empty eyes. Broken is the best word to describe him, we think to ourselves. His face, probably once handsome, looks hollow and gray. More than anything else, he seems as frightened of us as we are of him. He snarls and backs away from us, an unsuppressed hatred evident in his stiff movements. We can't help but feel pity for this pathetic thing.As we turn away, intending to return to our chambers, the beast does a strange thing. He mimics us. We pause, looking back. He pauses. We inch forward, ready for him to bolt, but he doesn't. After an excruciating moment, we get close enough to see the curiosity and wariness in his eyes.And the gleam of moonlight on glass
Remembering...A life once lived,A self forgotten.How did it end?To become what I am,I had to die.To fall.To pretend.To walk a path,Just going through the motions.Smiles and laughter,None of it real.If life is a stage,I have learned to play my part,Every line is memorized.“I’m fine.” “Good.”“No, nothing’s the matter.”And just like an audience,They believe me,Just watching.It goes on, but no one knowsIf there will be an intermission.Or a Second Act.Perhaps,Perhaps it will end, and I can stop:Drop my mask, wipe away the clown’s smileAnd let the blood flow.“Fin!” cry the Fates.I lay down my scriptTo pick up the knife,And at last, I am real.
Twinkle, TwinkleTwinkle, twinkle, little star,Do you know what you are?Up above our world so high,Wiping all of our tears dry,Twinkle, twinkle, little star,Do you know what you are?When his happy days are gone,And he nothing smiles upon,Then you show your inner light,And twinkle, twinkle all the night.Twinkle, twinkle, little star,Do you know what you are?As he travels through the dark,How he thanks you for your spark.He could not see the way to go,If your heart did not twinkle so.Twinkle, twinkle, little star,Do you know what you are?You catch his heart and hold it tightAnd hold him closely every night.By his side, you will remain,‘Till his smile shines again.Twinkle, twinkle, little star,Do you know what you are?You are the bright and tiny spark,That guides this wanderer through the dark.Though you know not just what you are,Twinkle, twinkle, little star,Oh, twinkle, twinkle, little star,For HE knows what you are.
Erza and Jellal Fanfiction II- Goodbye Fairy Tail*Erza was in a relationship with Jellal*Erza was at Jellal's house and was still sick. "Are you feeling better Erza?"Jellal asked, "I'm feeling a little better, thanks."Erza replied, "Erza, I..."Jellal said, "What is it?" said Erza, "I was planning to go on a journey in Fiore and uhmm, I was thinking..that will you go with me..."Jellal said nervously. "How can I leave the guild? The guild will need me you know..."Erza replied, "However, I can tell the guild that I will go on a journey alone."Erza added. Jellal smiled, "Then tomorrow we'll go to the harbour!", "To-tomorrow? tomorrow already?"Erza asked, "Well, yes the sooner the better."Jellal said, "Okay, I'll pack my things later, I'm all better."Erza replied sadly. Jellal hugged Erza saying,"I know it's hard for you to leave the guild, If you decline my invite then it's fine." Jellal said to Erza. "It's not like I don't want to go with you, What if something bad happened to the guild?"Erza said, "Hey it's okay, remember Natsu, Gray,
Crona's poemThe endless sorrow. The failure, the pain. The people I have let down. As I walk this beach with no water, and think of all that I have done, none of it has helped anyone. With a family that doesn't need me, a reputation that haunts me, and friends I do not deserve, I live this meaningless life. Trying my hardest not to dissapoint anyone else. And yet I do over and over. And each time I tell myself that it won't happen again. Only to fail and not only hurt myself, but others as well. Sometimes I think of what it would be like, to live a normal life. To walk a normal path. Not one filled with darkness and betrayl. Yet that will never be possible. For my blood is black, and yours is red. And that makes all the difference in the world.-Crona Gorgon