Alright. I'm a bad Anzel. I hath fluffed-out to the max. Basically, I read NaruHina fluff fan fics for the last hour, screaming at the idiots with unrealistic plots, and finally being satisfied by a fluffy fic that I gave a 9/10.
Anzel shall reflect Anzel's fluff luff. x3
Watch out. If you don't like this kind of stuff, stay away. It's all cutesie wootsie and kinda sad. But that's my mood.
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I lie, daydreaming, under the heavy aroma of the amethyst florals. I imagine that his scent stilllies here, but I feel a fool, I know that I cannot fully recall where he sat. I only knew it was here...in my favorite patch of florals...overlooking the pond.
I suddenly appear to him, and I don't hear him. He slowly walks towards me, as I stare hopelessly out at the glistening pond. I look down at the ground, noticing that I could capture the scents of nearby deer, but I didn't want to move. The ritual has grown old, and the flowers steal my will.
I hear a form sit near me. I imagine it is solely another trick, as it has been for the few months I have had of life.
Then I notice his scent.
A shiver runs down my spine, my every hair standing on end. I feel my cheeks, my eyes, my entire face, do the opposite. And I know my heart has caused all of this. I bite my lip, cringe, and turn my head away from the scent.
My breath softly speaks into the air, "What's the use...w...why can't I make my heart stop this...it...h..hurts..."
I feel the dampness from slowly forming tears, leaking through my thick pelt. I breath outwardly in an oh-so-familiar shiver. I hold back the sob as long as I can...
"I d..d..don't want to be alone anym...more..." and I felt my tears pouring from my lungs, from my chest and heart, from every vein and artery within me...
And then...
Then he nuzzled the back of my cheek as best he could from his position...and he rested his head against me...
"I'm here...don't cry..."
And I fall back into reality as the cold wind whips the hairs of my pelt the wrong way. I shiver.
"Every night...every single night...
...why do I do this to myself?..."
I get up, and walk towards the pond. And I sit in the depths. So that my dreams are drowned as I try to join them.
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Great.
Now I'm hungry.
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FOOFLES.
I'm never gonna fall asleep. João, you are NOT a cure for my insomnia, you dork. x3
Awww so sad. :[ -patpat-
-patpat- poor Anzel.
SHE WILL FIND LOVE SOMEDAY I KNOW IT
Me thinks that Marona hasn't
*pokes marona* Psst. There's a specific stag on her mind...it's more that she's not sure she can allow herself to love, or to be loved. She's hopeless.
kjadslkjgasdg Oh I know. I
Oh I know.
I just meant that she'll find someone who will love her back despite her ghostyness. :3
It's late I don't communicate well this late. XD I still feel I didn't communicate myself right just now...
-has been curious about this mystery stag for a while now though- o3o
x3 It's not much of a
It's not much of a mystery. But whatever x3 Hehe.
Umm...her personality is alot like mine. Alright, so...I was lucky enough to find a boyfriend for myself that can stand me, and my stubborness to let him stay with me, constantly believing I'm nothing but a burden to him, that he can find better, etc, etc, etc....dealing with my moods, quirks, etc.
Anzel is my projection of myself as a deer. She feels that, being a ghost...she can't allow anyone to love her. Because she knows she's not worth it, and that she'd be nothing but a burden. And she will be like that, constantly, because THAT'S ME. MWAHAHA.
So, basically, she's hopeless, and I'm hopeless. WE (and by we, i mean I) will continue to try and push everyone away from us because we can't truly allow ourselves to be happy. For when we finally take something for granted...it...it ends up not being for granted.
/rant over
NEED SLEEP. *twitch*
-is clueless at times- XD Oi
Oi what a burden upon yourself that must be =/ feeling as if one! But as you say you don't take things for granted!
-is rambling because of her own exhaustion- Longlonglonglonghorridday. ._.
-goes to sleep like Anzel- XD