06 May 2012 @ 01:56 am
I was never young, but he was born
A child as merry as a singing bird
That sings because it loves its song; absurd
As that once seemed to one like me, who'd sworn
To pursue strength and freedom til they'd worn
My thought and form away. Now a third
Of me remains, no more; I have no word
To speak that does not serve my goal or scorn

Someone. I wonder where the singing thrush
Has flown and where its song is sounding now?
I hear faint distant notes call out ahead.
Is it my brother? In my haste I rush
To meet him, but the music dies. I bow
my head, but I possess no tears to shed.


[[OOC: Kuja is composing sonnets in his head, because he can. And because he's dead (or believes he is), so what else does he have to do?]]
 
 
01 May 2012 @ 07:38 am
I won't be able to care for Mama when she grows older.

I never had anyone near me growing up. Papa was gone, Mama was busy, and I didn't make friends. When I thought I finally did, it was a lie and they weren't the friends I was looking for. When I finally found the ones who could be, I didn't realize it for a long time. Now that I finally see them, is it too late?

There are a lot of places I haven't seen, things I never experienced.

I wanted to be strong enough to fight with them to the end- as a fellow warrior.

But... somehow it feels good to rest right now.
 
 
16 March 2012 @ 12:34 am
 
I'm glad he's doing this. We won't see each other again, but... hey, maybe we will.

I'm happy. At least, I think I am. I should be happ--

...I'm sorry, General. I just don't th

...

...blood?

Oh.

...kinda feeling...




sleepy.





...just for a... minute.
 
 
06 March 2012 @ 08:12 am
[She's definitely rehearsing this in her mind.]

I've applied to study abroad in America. The transfer application will be decided by April. I'm planning to go ahead of time to look for work and a place to live.

I'm interested in this study program abroad. It starts very soon, so I would be going to America next week.

I've decided to study abroad in America. I'm leaving next week.