Post by shizuo on Aug 5, 2012 13:02:55 GMT -5
Leo, had awoken on a distant shore, a new beginning. He remembered vividly though as he hugged his knees, groping at the straws of his quiet and quickly fading memories of his past, which was getting drown out by the noise of the present. Where was he exactly?.. well hugging his knees he had perched himself in the embrace of a rather tall tree in the mountain regions of fiore. Sadly the kid usually had problems like this which most often led to him being led astray from where he was actually supposed to be.
It was there in the light and serene hours of the pre morning dawn with the slight glow which lit up his alabaster skin that he fell asleep, and drifted into the world of dreams. the last place he could see his father.. or who he considered to be his father because you see, his parents died in a lightning strike right after he was born. He was the miracle the only one to actually survive, though he was scarred with a perpetual fear of thunder storms ever since.
in the realm of dreams it took some time but it was in the period of beginning, where everywhere was fuzzy and undermined the time where anything could happen.. in this fuzzy world abstract images first took shape, like figurines being made from a crude clay makers wheel.. then they grew more robust and richly accented with the traits of humanity, the vivid color like it came from a master artist and sculptors masterpiece collection.
This time, though he woke up to the world of snow, looking at his family his fathers face, the last moments he had in his life in fact.. it was a sad time.. as leo vaguely remembered bawling his brains out.
"..DONT leave please.. i don't want to be alone again" The younger version of leo sobbed holding tightly onto the garmet which swathed his adopted father in a kind of cocoon.
"..Dont worry.. its time.. you will be fine.. you where a miracle then.. and .. you are one now.. so.. go.. my.. so.."
And there he had died his father actually died.. and thats when he woke up or rather fell out of the tree.
"huh wa ahadhfdfhdsf konk!"
That and the sound of birds was a tell tale sign of where he was, as he had woken with a start and loosing his balance went blundering and crashing through the branches going from the canopy to the floor in a astounding 1.2 seconds, and lets just say.. that was painful.. so thats how.. it starts.. like all things, him.. making a blunder of himself.. go figure.
right?
It was there in the light and serene hours of the pre morning dawn with the slight glow which lit up his alabaster skin that he fell asleep, and drifted into the world of dreams. the last place he could see his father.. or who he considered to be his father because you see, his parents died in a lightning strike right after he was born. He was the miracle the only one to actually survive, though he was scarred with a perpetual fear of thunder storms ever since.
in the realm of dreams it took some time but it was in the period of beginning, where everywhere was fuzzy and undermined the time where anything could happen.. in this fuzzy world abstract images first took shape, like figurines being made from a crude clay makers wheel.. then they grew more robust and richly accented with the traits of humanity, the vivid color like it came from a master artist and sculptors masterpiece collection.
This time, though he woke up to the world of snow, looking at his family his fathers face, the last moments he had in his life in fact.. it was a sad time.. as leo vaguely remembered bawling his brains out.
"..DONT leave please.. i don't want to be alone again" The younger version of leo sobbed holding tightly onto the garmet which swathed his adopted father in a kind of cocoon.
"..Dont worry.. its time.. you will be fine.. you where a miracle then.. and .. you are one now.. so.. go.. my.. so.."
And there he had died his father actually died.. and thats when he woke up or rather fell out of the tree.
"huh wa ahadhfdfhdsf konk!"
That and the sound of birds was a tell tale sign of where he was, as he had woken with a start and loosing his balance went blundering and crashing through the branches going from the canopy to the floor in a astounding 1.2 seconds, and lets just say.. that was painful.. so thats how.. it starts.. like all things, him.. making a blunder of himself.. go figure.
right?
