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Post by summerstars on Feb 6, 2008 22:36:57 GMT -5
Ahhh...spring....the season of new life. The grass grows green and the flowers bloom bright under the golden sun and even the rain seems light and happy. This particular day was no different than the others but still a feeling of happiness reigned supreme; even the light wind that had picked up seemed to be laughing among the trees.
The waves on the shore brought a peaceful touch to the scene and a lone male thought the day couldn't get much more perfect.
What a day... he murmured lazily, stepping onto the pale sands with a step that couldn't be described any other way than peaceful.
A wolf could get used to this.
Walking along the beach, enjoying the day, listening to the crash of the waves, the young male couldn't help but feel happy beyond the usual peace he forced on himself. Forced on himself? Well...it was really more that he was forced to drug himself with good emotions. He couldn't handle the darker side of emotions. Sorrow, fear, doubt....they tore him up inside. And if he ever got angry...... Shiranui forced himself not to think about it. All that would do would be to lead him into a downward spiral to internal battle. Better to be happy and detatched than worried and depressed.
Finally settling on a rock overlooking the shores, Shiranui lay down on the warm stone to wait for something to happen. Anything could have happened and he would have welcomed it at that moment. He just felt that good.
Sighing and laying his head across his pale paws, the grey wolf whose coat almost looked blue watched the waves lazily and waited. |
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Post by summerstars on Feb 16, 2008 19:56:21 GMT -5
((Anyone?))
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