Snow in a Fruits' Basket Ch16Snow in a Fruit's Basket Chapter 16(And then it happened! the break in) Its quiet, Hana noted as she played cards with the others. Haru looked up at the sound of her voice, nodded, then returned to his cards. Its almost nice, Yuki agreed. After all, that stupid cat isnt around. Tohru cringed slightly at Yukis words, something Hanas eyes did not miss. Arisa also saw her flinch slightly but thought it for another reason. Is your hand bothering you? She put a comforting arm around Tohrus shoulders. Tohru looked up with large eyes, hesitating. Uh, a little, she finally answered, ashamed to admit that her mind wasnt downstairs on their game, but u
ContemplationI sit in silence, waiting for what, I do not know.The wind calls me from outside,Where dark clouds loom.Light splits the sky, shredding the wind.The waters part, letting me in.In the darkness, a storm rages on.I cannot go back there.The silence will cut me through.Dark shadows in the daytime.Bright light in the evening.All things opposite in meaning.I cannot fathom them all.There is an answer out there, somewhere.I know there is.
Snow in a Fruits' Basket Ch15Snow In a Fruit's Basket Chapter 15(The dream) The woman lay in the street, her body crumpled. Blood was spattered all over the place. She stared out into the distance, as if she couldnt properly focus on anything. People milled about, just out of reach, silent spectators to the drama before them. She held her hand, feeling it grow more still, more cold, with every passing second. The woman tried to speak but the words were hard to catch as she clung to that hand, tears running down her cheek that she tried to brush away with her free hand, but more came to replace them. She felt a sense of horror, of deep loathing, for herself. The woman continued to struggle with words Akito couldnt hear, until she seemed to gather some strength about her, enough to lift her head from the asphalt i
In that place....In that place, that quiet place,I hear the voices of those Ive never metAll the faces of people I should know, but dontIn that place, that dark place,There is a void of knowing, a lack of understanding,And yet, a need to remember where I came from,Where I was before
.In that place, that void of space,Deep where no one can find me,I have one course to takeNone can find me and save me but me,No one can help lift me, only who I am,And what Ive becomeIn that dark vastness of nothing,It is there that I realize what all Ive lost,What all I have to gain by trust.I must go there to remember why I cameAnd why I must leave.My heart is out there, somewhere,Waiting for me.