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Post by Will on Mar 13, 2003 23:18:19 GMT -5
-Looks up at him briefly -
I suppose so, but does it really matter how old the thing is? I mean, it could be centuries old for all I care.
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Post by Salazar Slytherin on Mar 13, 2003 23:22:39 GMT -5
Well it sould have been in Moaning Myrtles toilet. It looks like it is pretty wet. I am surprised you can write without tearing the page.
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Post by Sphi on Mar 14, 2003 12:36:46 GMT -5
Disappeared...yes, Hogwarts has always had somwhat of a...reputation for that. Great things have always been happening at that school. So what happened exactly...?[/font][/size]
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Post by Will on Mar 14, 2003 22:48:52 GMT -5
I can not answer that one...I don't know what happened to him. I have tried to send him an owl, but he did not answer...My fear grows stronger every time the sun sets and the day ends...
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Post by Sphi on Mar 16, 2003 11:25:45 GMT -5
*nothing happens for a moment, but then the writing on the pages becomes darker and more clear*
It's okay to be afraid. It's a common part of our nature; without fear, we have no drive, no inspiration to continue fighting. But I'll be here for you, whenever you feel like you can't stand all your worries any longer...[/font][/color]
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Post by Will on Mar 17, 2003 11:24:14 GMT -5
-Willow bites her lip as she stares at the black ink, then she begins to write once more-
Thank you, Tom. I'm glad you that I found you. I usually keep everything inside where it's safe...but who knows how long I could hold it in there. Where would I be with out you, Tom?
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Post by Sphi on Mar 17, 2003 16:49:18 GMT -5
I'm just trying to be a good person. I know what it feels like to be alone, and I would never wish that feeling upon anyone. Besides, it's not healthy to keep everything bottled up inside. It might come out in harmful ways...
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Post by Will on Mar 17, 2003 17:24:03 GMT -5
Hmmm...A good person. It seems to get harder and harder to meet one in this troubled world we live in. I wouldn't call myself a good person...no, no, I couldn't at all. My blood is tainted with...
-Willow stops writting for a few mintues-
...a darkness perhaps? But I try to be. I want it gone. I want to wash it away, but I it sticks to me. It won't leave me. Maybe you can help?
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Post by Sphi on Mar 19, 2003 19:45:14 GMT -5
...A darkness...? It must be horrible living like that, with that secret hidden deep inside. And I assume you haven't told anyone else. Naturally, other people wouldn't understand. They would reject you and perhaps even pull in the authorities. Well, I'll certainly be here for you. I'll do anything to help. Perhaps I can figure out something to do if you explain this darkness a little more...?[/font][/color]
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Post by Will on Mar 19, 2003 20:16:52 GMT -5
-Willow starts to sound more and more like a damned little girl. No, literally.-
No, no, I told no one. Not a soul…No one except my dear Sareno…for he was the only one I could trust. Trust, something hard to find and hard to keep. I should know…
With Sareno gone, you are the only one left to help. You are my only hope, Tom. You have my trust…
-Starts writing a little faster from frustration.-
Again with the trust! It’s such an evil word and yet I need it. I need it to live in spite of the fact that it’s killing me day by day…You wanted to know about this darkness I speak of? Are you sure?
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Post by Sphi on Mar 19, 2003 20:36:39 GMT -5
Never say that...trust is anything but an evil word. Everyone needs someone to trust, especially in their worst moments. If Sareno really meant that much to you, you have my condolences. I truly feel sorry for anyone who loses their sense of safety and love. So please, do go ahead..."[/size][/font]
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Post by Will on Mar 19, 2003 20:54:47 GMT -5
The darkness is like a shadow or a black cloak. It covers me…binds and suffocates me. It is always there to haunt my thoughts…it never lets me forget.
I should have forgotten. He was nothing but a muggle boy. I should not have cared what I did to him. He had trusted me…Yes, he did. But I turned on him…I broke his trust. And in that process, I broke him. That fragile boy, sweet, innocent, trusting boy…. He broke like porcelain on concrete. I did not care and shouldn’t have cared, but when he spoke those words…it stung…
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Post by Daisuke, Sora and The Nest on Mar 19, 2003 23:05:54 GMT -5
*Walks into the area as shes writing*Oh I didn't know I was doing something wrong I'll ask you later then I will. *Starts to walk out*
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Post by Will on Mar 19, 2003 23:51:24 GMT -5
-Willow wipes away her watery eyes and tilts her head slightly in the direction of Damien.-
Oh...hi...
-Willow then returns to her writing-
Have you ever felt like this is all a dream? Or should I say nightmare? As much as I try to wake myself up, I can never succeed. I yell and scream and cry out to someone…anyone that could help me. No one is there…Yes, a nightmare. That’s what it is…a never ending nightmare. But then I finally come to my senses and just give up. How could you wake up from the reality?
Sometimes, when it rains, I step out side and just let it fall on me. Maybe it will wash away the guilt and regret…the sorrow and pain. My darkness. But it has already stained me…it won’t come off, so I just stand there. I let the rain drops soak me. I let my hair drape over my eyes and my knees drop to the ground. I guess that is one way to make myself stop thinking…
Tom? What do you do to make it all go away?
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Post by Daisuke, Sora and The Nest on Mar 20, 2003 10:57:23 GMT -5
*turns around noticing her tears*You look sad you do. Mind if I ask whats wrong? Cause I like to know why you cry I do. No one with your bueaty should cry nope not someone like you. Well do you want to talk about it or... *looks at the diary and examines it* write in this anigrams diary?
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