Post by kirlu on May 24, 2007 21:39:44 GMT -5
Kirlu walked inside though simply went to a corner near the back. He stayed in the shadows wearing, a black t shirt, jeans, and shoes as usual. Though he simply looked at the ground. Time seemed to move so slowly but it dose not bother him. It never really has to him everything around him, dose not seem to exist. He rarely talks and no one knows his name. A few people do but maby about only two.
He looked up and notice someone looking towards him. This to him is usual he simply looked back to the ground. Emerald eyes filled with sadness and only sad things. They seem to tell a story of a past that should have been normal. But no his past was harsh, vulgar, unforgiving and far worse then anyone could ever imagine.
The type of past people would never even be able to dream of.
Why should he care though he dose not tell anyone? Not one soul knows of his past or were he truly came from.
He moved to a more comfortable position. Kirlu walked out the back door into the full moon night. Looking to the sky wondering what Dark would do now if he was here. Kirlu is not for sure if Dark is dead yes that was friends name. Though Kirlu really dose not know the meaning of that word. Though all he knows is Dark mentioned the word a lot Kirlu barely would listen.
Looking back ahead of him he walked over to a bench under a large old weeping willow tree. Sitting he closed his eyes for awhile trying, to figure things out and make since of all of this. Sighing for it seems impossible but have not Dark and him always done the impossible?
Perhaps perhaps not but maby that is for others to daside not him.
Looking back ahead of him he saw the seem person. Truly this has happened before but most of the time the person would walk away.
Looking back to the ground he closed his eyes. Blocking out the rest of the world to were he hears nothing.
He looked up and notice someone looking towards him. This to him is usual he simply looked back to the ground. Emerald eyes filled with sadness and only sad things. They seem to tell a story of a past that should have been normal. But no his past was harsh, vulgar, unforgiving and far worse then anyone could ever imagine.
The type of past people would never even be able to dream of.
Why should he care though he dose not tell anyone? Not one soul knows of his past or were he truly came from.
He moved to a more comfortable position. Kirlu walked out the back door into the full moon night. Looking to the sky wondering what Dark would do now if he was here. Kirlu is not for sure if Dark is dead yes that was friends name. Though Kirlu really dose not know the meaning of that word. Though all he knows is Dark mentioned the word a lot Kirlu barely would listen.
Looking back ahead of him he walked over to a bench under a large old weeping willow tree. Sitting he closed his eyes for awhile trying, to figure things out and make since of all of this. Sighing for it seems impossible but have not Dark and him always done the impossible?
Perhaps perhaps not but maby that is for others to daside not him.
Looking back ahead of him he saw the seem person. Truly this has happened before but most of the time the person would walk away.
Looking back to the ground he closed his eyes. Blocking out the rest of the world to were he hears nothing.