Sebastian Michaelis
Ciel is on leave for approximately two months. I'm frightened he won't be home in time for Christmas... Even though we are as we are, it is still a lovely time in the year for family and I wouldn't fancy sleeping alone on Christmas Eve.
While he is gone, I have busied myself with creating a parliament within my extended kingdom of Hell- because I cannot be there all the time, hence, such a government structure is needed- and it is the most tedious ordeal.
Meanwhile, at home, I have been a horrible old thing, throwing chairs and harming the children.
I wrote a letter to Ciel today and I should hopefully have one in return from him by Monday...
I am slowly losing my patience for life on Earth. Suddenly, time does not go by so fast anymore...
Caru Faustus
I've lost my pride, my innocence, to Denzel.
The boy who calls that silly old bear his lover.
The boy who wears dresses without a care in the world.
The boy who...
Who makes me so very angry.
I do not want to risk falling in love with someone like him. I am not certain if I trust him entirely. There is this nagging voice in the back of my head... Is such a valid excuse to be frightened? I think not.
No- what is frightening is that he would go so far as to hurt himself out of guilt.
He bent his finger back until it gave a loud crunch and pop and was fractured last night, because we were playing a game, and he had dared me to go and slap Sebastian and call him a baka- Sebastian gave me quite a few blows with those heavy, clawed hands of his. I will be honest- it did hurt, very much.
Denzel figured that if I was hurt, he had to hurt as well, for he was the cause of my pain.
What a moron.
I do not want to have sex with someone of such a low mentality. I should not fall in love with him. I should not let emotions nor hormones rule. Ego sum daemon.
Hm, scratch the hormones bit, then.
...And if I happen to fail, then so be it, yes?
I am going to discuss this with Eevie...
Keaira Dimitri Faustus
Mother has tricked Cambion into taking a potion that transferred the illnesses of our extended bloodline into his frail body- everyone is healed, and he must now carry each of their burdens.
I haven't one idea of how to fix it, at all. I need to know. Mother refuses to tell me and I am becoming- frustrated is a major understatement.
I am thinking too slow. Researching too slow. Taking my precious time...
Last night, Echo asked me something that had not crossed me mind prior:
"Is he going to die?"
...Not if I can help it, he won't. I must hurry despite any reassurances Cambion may give me that he is not dying.
Time waits for no one.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Nameless
"Long ago, whenever we'd meet,
we would always fight, lie, and scream-
Yet, I still look back on those days so fondly.
Because of you, I am the person who is
standing here before you;
And no matter how hard it may be, I can grasp ahold
of happiness, I believe..."
Dear Skye,
I'm gone again, but by the time you read this, you'll already know that, I guess...
I miss you. I always will. I miss you, even when you are right beside me. I feel so far away from you now... It never used to be like this.
I ran, because I got scared. I get scared easily. I don't trust anyone.
And I stabbed Elias for those exact reasons.
I didn't think I would actually hurt him, because, I'm blind.
Not to mention, I treat the children like rubbish. I don't spend time with them and I when I am given the chance to, I become unstable, and I yell at them.
I don't expect you or anyone to come after me now. I'd only run again unless you kept me locked away.
I should have just stayed dead... I'm miserable to such an extent that I am hurting other people...
How pathetic.
-Don't hurt Lucky, cheer up Den, and be nice to Bambi,
Nameless.
"Even though my hear is aching,
and my weakened spirit, breaking,
I will find a way to keep
all those dreams we made so long ago.
I'll return to where it began,
and I'll thank God for the times we had,
so when I wake up to morning, I won't cry
even though I'm alone."
Lachrimae Branwen Michaelis-Phantomhive
"When I try to look through the past,
I can finally start to see
that we were so young, full of life, and naive.
And now I question if this life we hold
is nothing more than fleeting dreams;
But those thoughts, they only hold me back
from becoming all that I can be.
I'll move on..."
There is not one day that goes by, that I do not regret... all the choices I made in the past.
But- it did, after all, lead me to this life that I live now. And, really, leaving in this manner is not so bad, for...
I am honestly considering asking Echo to marry me, when I thought I might never be married again. When I thought I would fall ill in another relationship. When I thought, I didn't stand another chance in love.
Echo is a darling. Every moment spent in her presence simply- makes me happy. I cannot explain it in words, and if I could it would look like this:
jaodjaidjioeuaroieyghaodbvajklnf[ldmlkfjaodieueiouerioau[erw2i4u0qujoidflak]d\fja[dfl.
Well, kind of. Actually, that looks like I am high.
Never mind.
Anyway...
I comprehend that some obstacles may be presented- But like Mum always says-
What is a game without its thrills?~
L. Lawliet
"I'll go anywhere, just watch me-
Never stopping, always growing.
Oh, this happiness I long for- I know one day,
it will be with me.
Though our distance may grow further,
and our hearts are overwhelmed at times,
we can look back on all me made.
I proclaim: I will be born again!"
I collapsed into the snow when he gave me back that ring, and my heart, like glass, shattered to bits and pieces, and I died.
He had kissed me, and held me, and cried. He had told me "I can't love you any more because I'm scared."
..."I can't love you, L."
It was my own son- my little angel- he brought me back to life, for he knew, I had not meant to leave him- even if he knew conducting such an act would cost him his place in Heaven.
He brought Mello back to me the day after.
It would seem that we cannot stay away for too long, under any circumstance, and for that, I am grateful- It is like gravity keeps up bound to one another.
He belongs to me, and I belong to him, and this is how it must be- For, true love is never wrong, and so it never dies.
The only perfection that exists in this world, is when I look into his eyes and that of our son's, and see the memories that we have made, together- the good, the bad, the- the ones that look like that bag of marshmallows that Mello stole from me last night.
...He shall pay for that. D<
Gabriel Day Lawliet
"I can feel my heart is breaking,
and although my strength is dying,
I can hear a voice inside me, telling me
that I must go on.
Life will always be so painful
in this loneliness consuming me.
Still, I know that deep in my heart,
there's a light that's shining brightly... "
"Go find a new home."
Dad basically told me he didn't want me in my time of need. I mean, I understand that he was upset, but...
I had to sleep with my mother's cold, dead body. I had to walk all the way back home, alone, in the middle of the night, in the snow, with only my pajamas to keep me warm.
When I took it into my own hands to reanimate Mother the next day, and I brought Dad to come and see him, I had the strongest urge to rather take the life of Mello in the end.
I cannot describe in words my hatred for this vile boar.
I hate him. I really do hate. Hate, hate, hate, hate...
And when I looked in the mirror this morning, I was none to surprised to discovery two little knobs protruding from the sides of my skull...
Sebastian Michaelis
Ciel and I were wed again on October the 30th (if I do not write this down, I fear I will forget the date...) and are now in Paris (not Texas) for our second Honeymoon.
The room smells sorely of ginger, and now, of sex- and I will not have Ciel wear any extravagant clothing for the rest of our stay here. He wore a lovely black dress with a corset for the wedding-
What a hassle to simply remove from his body. By the time it was taken off, we were both more exhausted than eager.
I am still amazed we got through one time that night.
Eh... Fail.
Ciel, however, had obtained enough energy thereafter to force me into this dreadful gingerbread man costume-
And speaking of cosumes, Sascha gave me a call about an hour ago, informing me that a certain master of his threw a party at my (former) master's manor.
...I shall now think of more activities for bocchan and I to participate in until the children clean up the whole of the estate.
...
...
... I should probably fetch some coffee first.
"Now is where I take my last stand.
This is all I have, my last chance.
Time to make all our dreams come true;
If I fail, I'll just keep moving on...
When I close my eyes at night,
I can hear our laughter loud and clear.
Now I know what keeps me living-
You are
my
most precious
treasure."
"Long ago, whenever we'd meet,
we would always fight, lie, and scream-
Yet, I still look back on those days so fondly.
Because of you, I am the person who is
standing here before you;
And no matter how hard it may be, I can grasp ahold
of happiness, I believe..."
Dear Skye,
I'm gone again, but by the time you read this, you'll already know that, I guess...
I miss you. I always will. I miss you, even when you are right beside me. I feel so far away from you now... It never used to be like this.
I ran, because I got scared. I get scared easily. I don't trust anyone.
And I stabbed Elias for those exact reasons.
I didn't think I would actually hurt him, because, I'm blind.
Not to mention, I treat the children like rubbish. I don't spend time with them and I when I am given the chance to, I become unstable, and I yell at them.
I don't expect you or anyone to come after me now. I'd only run again unless you kept me locked away.
I should have just stayed dead... I'm miserable to such an extent that I am hurting other people...
How pathetic.
-Don't hurt Lucky, cheer up Den, and be nice to Bambi,
Nameless.
"Even though my hear is aching,
and my weakened spirit, breaking,
I will find a way to keep
all those dreams we made so long ago.
I'll return to where it began,
and I'll thank God for the times we had,
so when I wake up to morning, I won't cry
even though I'm alone."
Lachrimae Branwen Michaelis-Phantomhive
"When I try to look through the past,
I can finally start to see
that we were so young, full of life, and naive.
And now I question if this life we hold
is nothing more than fleeting dreams;
But those thoughts, they only hold me back
from becoming all that I can be.
I'll move on..."
There is not one day that goes by, that I do not regret... all the choices I made in the past.
But- it did, after all, lead me to this life that I live now. And, really, leaving in this manner is not so bad, for...
I am honestly considering asking Echo to marry me, when I thought I might never be married again. When I thought I would fall ill in another relationship. When I thought, I didn't stand another chance in love.
Echo is a darling. Every moment spent in her presence simply- makes me happy. I cannot explain it in words, and if I could it would look like this:
jaodjaidjioeuaroieyghaodbvajklnf[ldmlkfjaodieueiouerioau[erw2i4u0qujoidflak]d\fja[dfl.
Well, kind of. Actually, that looks like I am high.
Never mind.
Anyway...
I comprehend that some obstacles may be presented- But like Mum always says-
What is a game without its thrills?~
L. Lawliet
"I'll go anywhere, just watch me-
Never stopping, always growing.
Oh, this happiness I long for- I know one day,
it will be with me.
Though our distance may grow further,
and our hearts are overwhelmed at times,
we can look back on all me made.
I proclaim: I will be born again!"
I collapsed into the snow when he gave me back that ring, and my heart, like glass, shattered to bits and pieces, and I died.
He had kissed me, and held me, and cried. He had told me "I can't love you any more because I'm scared."
..."I can't love you, L."
It was my own son- my little angel- he brought me back to life, for he knew, I had not meant to leave him- even if he knew conducting such an act would cost him his place in Heaven.
He brought Mello back to me the day after.
It would seem that we cannot stay away for too long, under any circumstance, and for that, I am grateful- It is like gravity keeps up bound to one another.
He belongs to me, and I belong to him, and this is how it must be- For, true love is never wrong, and so it never dies.
The only perfection that exists in this world, is when I look into his eyes and that of our son's, and see the memories that we have made, together- the good, the bad, the- the ones that look like that bag of marshmallows that Mello stole from me last night.
...He shall pay for that. D<
Gabriel Day Lawliet
"I can feel my heart is breaking,
and although my strength is dying,
I can hear a voice inside me, telling me
that I must go on.
Life will always be so painful
in this loneliness consuming me.
Still, I know that deep in my heart,
there's a light that's shining brightly... "
"Go find a new home."
Dad basically told me he didn't want me in my time of need. I mean, I understand that he was upset, but...
I had to sleep with my mother's cold, dead body. I had to walk all the way back home, alone, in the middle of the night, in the snow, with only my pajamas to keep me warm.
When I took it into my own hands to reanimate Mother the next day, and I brought Dad to come and see him, I had the strongest urge to rather take the life of Mello in the end.
I cannot describe in words my hatred for this vile boar.
I hate him. I really do hate. Hate, hate, hate, hate...
And when I looked in the mirror this morning, I was none to surprised to discovery two little knobs protruding from the sides of my skull...
Sebastian Michaelis
Ciel and I were wed again on October the 30th (if I do not write this down, I fear I will forget the date...) and are now in Paris (not Texas) for our second Honeymoon.
The room smells sorely of ginger, and now, of sex- and I will not have Ciel wear any extravagant clothing for the rest of our stay here. He wore a lovely black dress with a corset for the wedding-
What a hassle to simply remove from his body. By the time it was taken off, we were both more exhausted than eager.
I am still amazed we got through one time that night.
Eh... Fail.
Ciel, however, had obtained enough energy thereafter to force me into this dreadful gingerbread man costume-
And speaking of cosumes, Sascha gave me a call about an hour ago, informing me that a certain master of his threw a party at my (former) master's manor.
...I shall now think of more activities for bocchan and I to participate in until the children clean up the whole of the estate.
...
...
... I should probably fetch some coffee first.
"Now is where I take my last stand.
This is all I have, my last chance.
Time to make all our dreams come true;
If I fail, I'll just keep moving on...
When I close my eyes at night,
I can hear our laughter loud and clear.
Now I know what keeps me living-
You are
my
most precious
treasure."
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