Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ DragonFly Hold Me Dear ❯ Chapter 1
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: ForlornShadowLily009 
Dragonfly hold me dear and whisper sweet nothings in my ear.As i fade into the dark and watch the sun bleed like a heart.Shuichi's thoughts about death and love while he dreams. Angst,drama.R&R.
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.29.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 577 | Visits: 303 | Status: Completed
Dragonfly hold me dear and whisper sweet nothings in my ear.As i fade into the dark and watch the sun bleed like a heart.Shuichi's thoughts about death and love while he dreams. Angst,drama.R&R.
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.29.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 577 | Visits: 303 | Status: Completed
Dragonfly Hold Me Dear
Warnings I own this story but not Gravitation!
Adult themes.
Thank you everyone that takes the time to read this. I hope you enjoy it and please, please review. Reviews are the life line of writers so please read and enjoy!.
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As I lay in my bed, the whispering lips of the wind breathe gently into my ears, as rain falls and my heart weeps like descending flower petals in the breeze. Their entrance into heaven denied and their soft, waxy bodies destroyed. Alone, cold, and saddened at such abysmal thoughts I am filled with the nightmares created by forsaken love, unrequited affections, and a future shattered to pieces by the condemning word “no”.
No heat is lays trapped beneath the thick layers of my sheets, my silk comforters now become bland and coarse against my skin. Not even something so simple brings me comfort. Shame, disgrace, and forsakenment enter my mind as I dream . Their voices scream into my ears and claw at my eyes. Silently and against a frozen backdrop I die. My voice ripped away from me by my own desires and wishes to remain unnoticed. My pleas, my begs, my blood curdling sobs are broken down and dismembered. Inside me I am assaulted and then my spirit lifted into the air to stare down at my body. A punishment created by only those that could know me.
Unrealistic, fanciful, insane. Some might describe me with that common definition but I do not care because I realize I have no right, no purpose, no claim to this world or the beating of my heart. Still, as I now hope that this is anything other than a dream, the scenery changes and I am forced back inside cold flesh. Snow falls, covering my skin like feathery powder and swirls with my blood. I am being cleansed, forgotten, covered-up. People appear, pass me by, yet no screams are emitted at the sight of blue lips and soiled snow. Hours pass, daylight fades into dusty, hazed purple splashed with black. Then, he walks past, stops and turns. His face is shrouded in moonlight, etched in silver, and blinding to my unmoving eyes. A silhouette of indifference, an impassionate glare upon perfect features glazes down upon my form. Outstretched and brittle, my hand poses for him. My fingers last dying wish to be touch. Everything goes unanswered and the wind blows. Hips lips move, yet the words are vanquished by the sound of a corpse’s tears. All light dims, following his body like he is a damn god. Time speeds forward and speckled, vermillion snow fills the air and I am once again thrown into darkness. My body flowing away like grains of sand as the wind screams insides me and I weep. Then before my pupil less eyes can roll into the back of my head, I pray to view the moon one last time and am rewarded with the sight of its flawed, gleaming surface.
I am changed, my dream dissolves, and my true heart stops. Now as I cling desperately to the night, my heart explodes like flower in the wind, its petals ascending to heaven. My soul transpiring to that of a simple, elegant dragonfly. Loneliness casting no chains upon my form as I am now anything but forsaken.
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Warnings I own this story but not Gravitation!
Adult themes.
Thank you everyone that takes the time to read this. I hope you enjoy it and please, please review. Reviews are the life line of writers so please read and enjoy!.
8909090909-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-00-0-0-0-0-0-0-0
As I lay in my bed, the whispering lips of the wind breathe gently into my ears, as rain falls and my heart weeps like descending flower petals in the breeze. Their entrance into heaven denied and their soft, waxy bodies destroyed. Alone, cold, and saddened at such abysmal thoughts I am filled with the nightmares created by forsaken love, unrequited affections, and a future shattered to pieces by the condemning word “no”.
No heat is lays trapped beneath the thick layers of my sheets, my silk comforters now become bland and coarse against my skin. Not even something so simple brings me comfort. Shame, disgrace, and forsakenment enter my mind as I dream . Their voices scream into my ears and claw at my eyes. Silently and against a frozen backdrop I die. My voice ripped away from me by my own desires and wishes to remain unnoticed. My pleas, my begs, my blood curdling sobs are broken down and dismembered. Inside me I am assaulted and then my spirit lifted into the air to stare down at my body. A punishment created by only those that could know me.
Unrealistic, fanciful, insane. Some might describe me with that common definition but I do not care because I realize I have no right, no purpose, no claim to this world or the beating of my heart. Still, as I now hope that this is anything other than a dream, the scenery changes and I am forced back inside cold flesh. Snow falls, covering my skin like feathery powder and swirls with my blood. I am being cleansed, forgotten, covered-up. People appear, pass me by, yet no screams are emitted at the sight of blue lips and soiled snow. Hours pass, daylight fades into dusty, hazed purple splashed with black. Then, he walks past, stops and turns. His face is shrouded in moonlight, etched in silver, and blinding to my unmoving eyes. A silhouette of indifference, an impassionate glare upon perfect features glazes down upon my form. Outstretched and brittle, my hand poses for him. My fingers last dying wish to be touch. Everything goes unanswered and the wind blows. Hips lips move, yet the words are vanquished by the sound of a corpse’s tears. All light dims, following his body like he is a damn god. Time speeds forward and speckled, vermillion snow fills the air and I am once again thrown into darkness. My body flowing away like grains of sand as the wind screams insides me and I weep. Then before my pupil less eyes can roll into the back of my head, I pray to view the moon one last time and am rewarded with the sight of its flawed, gleaming surface.
I am changed, my dream dissolves, and my true heart stops. Now as I cling desperately to the night, my heart explodes like flower in the wind, its petals ascending to heaven. My soul transpiring to that of a simple, elegant dragonfly. Loneliness casting no chains upon my form as I am now anything but forsaken.
68789790809-0