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What I Want Most .:Poem:..:What I Want Most:.
A curious question you might ask me,
What is it that I desire most of all?
The something that I want you cannot see,
It is difficult to catchcant trip or fall.
It slips like smoke through outstretched greedy hands,
Effortlessly evading its hunter,
But is held fast by the softest a glance
And with tender words is it pinned under
But its too late, you wont find it now,
Its already been found, ensnared, forgot,
And even itself is wondering how
Twas so easly snared, shut up and forgot.
Though a curious question from the start,
The answer was simpleit is my heart.
Sumiko Story, Chapter 12-II(part II)
For the second time in as many days, it had already started raining by the time I got home. Yet again I had to wait as the water spilled off my way-too-sodden cloak onto the floor. Yet again I had to wonder why there wasnt an abundance of moss in this wooden, waterlogged town.
But rather than go into the kitchen straight away, as seemed to be the tradition, I turned and went in the opposite direction. I made a beeline for my room, collapsing on my bed with a loud sigh. I was way more exhausted than I would have thought Id be.
Ugh thought. Thats the whole reason I was exhausted in the first place! Too much thought, too many confusing new concepts and ideas, all fighting for a space in my brain. I felt like an overstuffed pillow that keeps getting more stuffing shoved in sooner or later I was going to explode.
I groaned and pulled my pillow over my head. I didnt want to think thinking was too stressful. But no matter how hard I tried, I
Sumiko Story, Chapter 12-IChapter 12: Promises (part I)
Thou ought to be nice, even in superstition, in keeping thy promises, and therefore equally cautious in making them.
In that moment, the relatively smooth shell that had been my emotions shattered. Part of me was happy to see Aaron, and part of me was scared. I was tired of being fooled and also sad that he seemed do scared. Part of me was even angry at him for lying to me. Happy, sad, angry, scared-- I never thought a person could experience so many different motions at once. Still, out of all of these different emotions, one made its way to the top of the clouded pool. I maws more confused than I could ever remember being in my life. (And Ive been pretty confused before.)
A-Aaron, I gasped, in a strange mixture of all of the aforementioned emotions. At that moment I had the strong desire to run up and hug him, matched only by my equally strong instinct to turn
Sumiko Story, Chapter 11Chapter 11: As the Days Go By
Time passes ever onward.
The rain was coming down so hard outside that is rose up in a mist upon whatever it came in contact with. Still, though it was raining hard enough to thoroughly soak the cloak I was wearing within seconds, there was something different about it.
Akira, where are we? I asked, as he led me away from the prison.
Northern Terragondia, about a weeks walking distance away from Terrakenis. If it were lighter out, you might be able to see a little of the tree line from here. Were still pretty far close to Central Terragondiathats where Solavare is located but there are some trees that start popping up by the boarder.
I thought so the rain feels lighter. I commented, briefly glancing up at the torrent clashing down on us.
Heh, I wondered if youd notice, Akira said, looking
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