Love's guilty conscience needs no accuser, for what I am about to do will done out of pure love. You made plans to be her companion tonight and did not consider how I would feel. I watched you from a distance yet again until I had found that opening and so I went to destroy that horrible Whore.
You Witch, you Witch, you filthy Whore! You destroyed and tainted what was mine, now it is time for you to die. I have something that I wish to tell you, so will you listen to, Saya? Well, you don't have much of a choice you Witch, I'll tell you my story.
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Once upon a time, there was a gardener that loved to plant flowers, but none of them were special to him. One day as the gardener tilled his soil, he noticed that there was but a single rose bud growing in his garden in a secluded area. The gardener at once fell in love with such a special flower and so with all of his skills, he devoted his time and energy to the single red rose.
Eventually, the bud had blossomed into a gorgeous rose, but one day when the gardener went to fill his watering can, an ugly crow came along and began to peck away at his special flower. When the farmer had returned, there was nothing left of his rose. Not even a shred of its petals remained, thus the gardener's heart was broken.
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Does this story sound familiar you Witch? It should!You ruined my beloved Train and you ruined our relationship. Now that you have done that, it is time for you to atone for your sins.
You look so beautiful dripping blood you Whore. I never thought that Witch's bled or felt pain, but you do bleed and you do feel pain, so it makes me so very happy to see you suffer.
Huh? Train, I didn't quite see you there. Now you can return to being your old self now that that Witch is dead. Don't be angry with me Train! I did this for you! I do everything for you! Train, please stop this. I don't wish to fight you over this Whore's death. Train, her absence from this world should be a celebration of rejoicing! You should be happy for I have freed you from that Witch's curse!
You constantly attack me out of rage Train and I do not desire to fight you, but now you are forcing me to.
There it is Train! That look-that look in your eyes has returned! My love, it has returned but...you want to avenge that Witch's death...I guess that leaves me no choice. I must fight you.
Forgive me my dearest Cat! I have never intended for any this to happen or you to react that way, but maybe when you awaken things will be different and you will realize that I did this out of love and then you will love me once again, but as I have said earlier, "Love's guilty conscience needs no accuser." and I am a man guilty of falling in love.
Showing posts with label Truth and Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Truth and Love. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Chapter 2: A Witch's Deceit
Deceit is the false road to happiness; and all the joys we travel through to, like fairy banquets, vanish when we touch them. This is the type of illusion she created for you. That witch filled your heart with false hope and happiness. The only happiness you have comes from me. She changed you! What did you call her my love? Oh! Her name is Saya! Well, let's just say that her name was Saya. Why 'was' you ask? You'll find out later my dear. Now as I was saying...she made you weak with her sweet smiles, false hope, and false happiness, thus she made your heart falter.
Slowly you began to question our love and our bonds until finally, you left me. I shouldn't be angry with her now should I? I should be angry with you, my love, for allowing that deceitful whore to change you, but then again, she did ruin our relationship and does not deserve live for committing such a sinful act.
You have reject me and my existence constantly because of that Witch, but tomorrow, my beloved Train, she will atone for her sins...
And so I say this to you my love: I will free you from that Witch's curse.
Deceit is the false road to happiness; and all the joys we travel through to, like fairy banquets, vanish when we touch them. This is the type of illusion she created for you. That witch filled your heart with false hope and happiness. The only happiness you have comes from me. She changed you! What did you call her my love? Oh! Her name is Saya! Well, let's just say that her name was Saya. Why 'was' you ask? You'll find out later my dear. Now as I was saying...she made you weak with her sweet smiles, false hope, and false happiness, thus she made your heart falter.
Slowly you began to question our love and our bonds until finally, you left me. I shouldn't be angry with her now should I? I should be angry with you, my love, for allowing that deceitful whore to change you, but then again, she did ruin our relationship and does not deserve live for committing such a sinful act.
You have reject me and my existence constantly because of that Witch, but tomorrow, my beloved Train, she will atone for her sins...
And so I say this to you my love: I will free you from that Witch's curse.
Slowly you began to question our love and our bonds until finally, you left me. I shouldn't be angry with her now should I? I should be angry with you, my love, for allowing that deceitful whore to change you, but then again, she did ruin our relationship and does not deserve live for committing such a sinful act.
You have reject me and my existence constantly because of that Witch, but tomorrow, my beloved Train, she will atone for her sins...
And so I say this to you my love: I will free you from that Witch's curse.
Deceit is the false road to happiness; and all the joys we travel through to, like fairy banquets, vanish when we touch them. This is the type of illusion she created for you. That witch filled your heart with false hope and happiness. The only happiness you have comes from me. She changed you! What did you call her my love? Oh! Her name is Saya! Well, let's just say that her name was Saya. Why 'was' you ask? You'll find out later my dear. Now as I was saying...she made you weak with her sweet smiles, false hope, and false happiness, thus she made your heart falter.
Slowly you began to question our love and our bonds until finally, you left me. I shouldn't be angry with her now should I? I should be angry with you, my love, for allowing that deceitful whore to change you, but then again, she did ruin our relationship and does not deserve live for committing such a sinful act.
You have reject me and my existence constantly because of that Witch, but tomorrow, my beloved Train, she will atone for her sins...
And so I say this to you my love: I will free you from that Witch's curse.
Chapter 1: Bonds
This I will say and forever it shall remain. Partners we are and partners we were deemed. Our partnership was a symbol to the world for it marked our love and bonds. Truth, my love, was its own witness to our relationship-existent, but invisible to those that wanted to see it. I protected your back and you protected mine and with you we carried out our missions. You, Train, were my beloved Black Cat-cold and elegant, yet silently beautiful. Your arrival, my Cat, made men cower and the moon cried tears of blood, forever shattering the peace of night.
I always stood from afar work with absolute efficiency. You had graceful movements and perfect symmetry on the battlefield. Oh, how I loved to watch you dance with grace in the blood of those cowards. Their life was of no worth in this world, your life Train means the world to me and still does.
Do you remember those late nights we spent together on your rooftop? I know you still remember them-those long peaceful nights that were full of silence and hidden emotions. It was times like those with the moon's soft shine that I used to adore your very sensual eyes. Did you ever notice that they sparkled and made you look even more deadly? I'm sure that I noticed it because I wouldn't be telling you about it, but that deadly look in them was something that always seemed to...arouse me. But now my love, I left you for the slightest moment and that deceitful Whore entered your heart...
I always stood from afar work with absolute efficiency. You had graceful movements and perfect symmetry on the battlefield. Oh, how I loved to watch you dance with grace in the blood of those cowards. Their life was of no worth in this world, your life Train means the world to me and still does.
Do you remember those late nights we spent together on your rooftop? I know you still remember them-those long peaceful nights that were full of silence and hidden emotions. It was times like those with the moon's soft shine that I used to adore your very sensual eyes. Did you ever notice that they sparkled and made you look even more deadly? I'm sure that I noticed it because I wouldn't be telling you about it, but that deadly look in them was something that always seemed to...arouse me. But now my love, I left you for the slightest moment and that deceitful Whore entered your heart...
Introduction
Truth, my friends, is like life without change-forever stagnant and unchanged. It does not vary like shapes and sizes, rather it remains the same-untouched by the lies and deceitful hands of men. It it a strange thing how little in general people know about the truth. It is hidden-yes! Destroyed-no! For truth my dear fellows is often eclipsed, but never extinguished.
Truth, Creed reflected, is like the sun. No one can look directly at its brilliance without blinking or being dazed. just as the sun shines forever, truth will always exist, but its existence will always be hidden by those that don't desire it to be known. As such was the truth in Train's eyes and all I ask of you is to bear unflinching witness to this truth.
His sensual golden eyes are cold, yet warm. They tell a tale of one that had lost everything and walked down a path of sheer loneliness, shedding the blood of others so that they may atone for their sins. These eyes tell a tale of sorrow and suffering like a rose being burnt in a never ending flames and forever trapped in the troubled waters of time. Your eyes, my beloved Train, makes men tremble in fear and fall at your-they beg for your mercy. Ah, yes! Your beautiful golden eyes look even more dazzling when you are covered in the blood of those cowardly men for they do not deserve to live, but now you have lost your luster and I have lost my respect for you. Train, you let that poisonous Whore walk through the maw to your soul and she...destroyed you! That piece of trash uprooted your love for me and I could not have that! And so, I had decided that she must atone for her sin! I'm jumping too far ahead now aren't I, so let me start from the very beginning and tell you about that deceitful Witch and the destruction of our love.
Truth, Creed reflected, is like the sun. No one can look directly at its brilliance without blinking or being dazed. just as the sun shines forever, truth will always exist, but its existence will always be hidden by those that don't desire it to be known. As such was the truth in Train's eyes and all I ask of you is to bear unflinching witness to this truth.
His sensual golden eyes are cold, yet warm. They tell a tale of one that had lost everything and walked down a path of sheer loneliness, shedding the blood of others so that they may atone for their sins. These eyes tell a tale of sorrow and suffering like a rose being burnt in a never ending flames and forever trapped in the troubled waters of time. Your eyes, my beloved Train, makes men tremble in fear and fall at your-they beg for your mercy. Ah, yes! Your beautiful golden eyes look even more dazzling when you are covered in the blood of those cowardly men for they do not deserve to live, but now you have lost your luster and I have lost my respect for you. Train, you let that poisonous Whore walk through the maw to your soul and she...destroyed you! That piece of trash uprooted your love for me and I could not have that! And so, I had decided that she must atone for her sin! I'm jumping too far ahead now aren't I, so let me start from the very beginning and tell you about that deceitful Witch and the destruction of our love.
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