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a kiss will not wake mei.
Another second passes.
Then a minute.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
Then an hour.
Unlike how its written in books and portrayed in movies, when Yuuki found out that Miyon fell into a coma, time did not feel like it had stopped, froze, just for a moment. Instead, his mind was already racing ahead, and everything was going faster and faster and faster -
- and he could not catch up.
Maybe, if time would stop just for a moment, he could sit and think about what he could do to help her. He had no time now - everything was moving, changing, and there was school, family, death and confusion.
He just wanted her to open her eyes.
He just wanted everything to be simple again, and in a way, his life was.
Wake up, Miyon.
Throughout the day, his fingers would compose intricate melodies depicting knights and peasants, princes and princesses, and battles fought and lost. His bow would slide overtop the strings of his violin; the rich, pur
Living Waters - Part 1 - 99The girls feet hung gently in the water as she lounged on the river bank. Mist was hanging heavily around her so she could see only a few metres around her as she drank in the still, cold air. Peace, freedom and relaxation, things that she could never have found at home. She sat up and looked at her make-shift camp. It had been her home since she ran away. These things she had with her were all she needed, but it took leaving her family and friends to realize it. Well, it was almost all she needed. She was alone. On her own, with no-one but the river to share her secrets with.
She poured her heart out into the whispering waters. She told her past, her present, and her uncertain future. Her hopes, her dreams, her fears, all entrusted to the river which could never tell her private thoughts. But what she didnt realize is that it could hear her. Its ears listened intently as it ran innocently on, and the girl wept out her sorrows.
The girl continued, oblivious to the sil
Living Waters - Part 2 - 53A beautiful, black stallion stood sniffing her hair as its tail flicked gently. Beside it crouched a man, one hand on her shoulder, one clutching onto the reins. His hair was black with rain as it clung to the side of his head. His eyes were large and dark, a colour somewhere between slate grey and sky blue, like the sea before a storm.
She stared at him, bewitched. Her face was set in a wide-eyed expression as he raised his hand from her shoulder to wipe a tear off her cheek.
Are you alright? He asked in a low, whispering voice, concern in his hypnotic eyes. She nodded gently, her eyes and mouth still open. He smiled.
You dont look alright! He exclaimed, slightly louder than before. She copied his smirk, her dark green eyes still fixed on him. He took his thumb over to her other cheek, to wipe away another salty droplet.
Your alone, arent you, Catriona? He said, putting his hand onto her other shoulder. She didnt want to admit it,
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