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 Kinaru dragged the pads of her fingers through the soft white sand in which she sat, sorrow in her eyes and hope trickling from her veins like rain. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen her darling, her greatest friend, and it was ripping her heart to shreds. She held her breath, blinked slowly, gazed into the very soul of the horizon, not expecting to see anything but the sea. The gentle cyan waves starred back, smiling sadly. They pitied her, the entire island did, but they could do nothing more than help him reach her again, although nothing had seen him in almost as long as she’d been without him. With sorrow in

It was as though night had painted itself in the stars, as though all the hearts in the world didn't mean anything to anyone and everything was open for questioning: love and sunflowers, candy canes and teddy bears, broken trains and headless dolls. One asteroid yelled to the other "I'm in love with you, you know, and I thought that I should tell you, even if you're in love with the sun." "Hey," a soft voice murmured, breaking the silence that had once seemed everlasting, "are you okay?" Rain fell down upon the scene like fire, hitting with unknown velocity so full of stones it hurt to breathe. You looked up with crystalline cobalt eyes, an

I see the light. I feel the warmth.  I can see how He loves me.   And how I am now the happiest on the earth.

Chapter One The Bet A loud knock was heard upon the large, golden mahogany double doors and a young servant girl silently and quickly preceded towards them. She turned and cocked her head to the left, indicating to the handsome figure that reclined himself in a very plush King’s Chair across the room; who everyone just calls Lord Senpai instead of Lord InuTaisho for some unknown reason, that his son was the one at the door. Right on time. Just as expected. He nodded his head in a way that suggested that she should let the child in, and the peasant girl, Youki, did just that. "Lord Senpai is waiting, Prince-" she started, when the Pr

NAME: Denise AGE: 16 OCCUPATION: Student QUICK DESCRIPTION: A high school student is gripped by stress and anxiety. SCENE CREATION: Scene 1: The lights are off, except for one lamp next to Denise. She is wearing a plain t-shirt and blue-jeans. She is on her knees, kneeling forward breathing deeply. She holds her head up to speak.    DENISE: Everything starts out fine. You don't even realize it happens. Then you look up and you can't breathe. Blackout Scene 2: Denise is sitting at a desk with paper in front of her. Her hand is pulling at her hair tensely, and she is writing furiously. She appears to be extremely stressed. She pauses h

Those hands that used to hold me, now hurt me so. For you now hurt me so harshly, I believe it is time to go.

Make me feel… He didn’t understand it…He didn’t understand anything. That thing called ‘empathy’ was a mystery to him. Even the most simple of answers was a mystery to him. What was ‘love’? What was ‘heartbreak’? He touched a hand to his chest, looking down at the hand and watching as it moved with his rising and falling chest, fingers touching the expensive, detailed material that he wore because he could and was able to afford it. He felt almost heavy, but he didn’t understand why. He thought maybe there was a stone in his chest, weighing him down; making him feel heavy and weak. In hi