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Saturday, October 1, 2011 @ 1:24 PM
"Ah..."
Sakit. Sakit. Sakit memenuhi sekujur tubuhnya, yang tertancapkan objek-objek tajam di beberapa bagiannya, yang membuatnya mengucurkan cairan berwarna merah pekat dari sela-selanya. Ia meringis. Berusaha menggerakkan tubuhnya namun tak mampu. Lengannya tertancap hingga menembus tubuhnya, memancangkannya ke dasar hijau di bawahnya, dasar yang menusukkan tubuhnya dengan ketajaman alami mereka, menyakiti dirinya lebih jauh.
"Aa... akh.."
Cairan tersebut perlahan keluar dari mulutnya, seiring dengan pandangnya yang mulai mengabur jauh. Ia butuh pertolongan, namun ia takkan pernah mendapatkannya. Ia seorang diri, ia seorang diri saja di tempat ini. Tak ada orang lain yang akan bisa menolongnya.
Di sudut matanya, sosok itu sudah tiada. Entah ke mana dirinya setelah melukai dan membiarkan dirinya seperti ini...
"Ser... gey..."
Satu nama ia sebutkan.
"Koma... ri..."
Dua.
"Maaf... kan... aku..."
Air mata mengalir di pelupuk kecubungnya. Membayangkan dua sosok yang paling dicintainya, yang paling dicintainya melebihi siapapun, melebihi dirinya sendiri. Ia membayangkan senyum mereka, mengingat-ingat kembali kenangan yang dilalui oleh mereka bertiga. Dirinya, suaminya, dan putrinya yang manis.
"Sergey... Komari..."
Rasa sakit memenuhi seluruh tubuhnya, ia merasa tubuhnya perlahan makin lama makin rusak, perlahan tak merasakan apapun. Meski begitu...
Entah mengapa, ada sebuah makhluk hitam di sudut matanya. Terbang perlahan, terbang berputar di atas dirinya. Dirinya tentu tak asing dengan keberadaan benda itu, namun ia tak bisa mempercayai bahwa dirinya masih bisa melihat makhluk tersebut di tempat ini. Di Rukongai yang amat jauh dari Seireitei. Apa ini kebetulan? Atau ia hanya berdelusi. Sebuah kupu-kupu hitam. Jigoku Chou.
Makhluk itu terbang berputar di dekatnya lantas mendarat di atas ujung jari tangan kanannya dan diam.
Kepalanya bergerak perlahan untuk menoleh, dan matanya menangkap sosok itu nanar, masih tak percaya akan kehadirannya, dan berharap ia hanyalah delusi. Namun sesaat pikirnya berkata bahwa itu adalah mukjizat, dan ia harus memanfaatkannya selagi bisa.
Sesaat wanita itu berharap akan mengirim pesan pertolongan darurat, namun di tempat yang jauh begini dari Seireitei, mungkin mereka akan tiba setelah dirinya mati, dan itu pun akan sia-sia. Hendak dikirimkan pada kawan kerjanya, namun ia telah menghilang jauh sebelum Nanari terlibat pertarungan yang membuat dirinya menjadi begini. Bila beruntung maka pesan ini akan sampai padanya, namun bagaimana jika tidak...?
"... Chou..." dirinya bergumam amat perlahan, dengan segenap tenaganya yang tersisa. Jari jemarinya bergerak, dan kupu-kupu hitam itu terbang, sebelum mendarat di atas telapaknya.
"Pesan ini... sampaikan... Akh..."
Meringis perlahan.
"Sergey Fedorov... Di Seireitei..."
Air matanya semakin banyak mengalir bersama dengan darah di tubuhnya, namun ia berusaha menahannya sekuat tenaga. Menahan air matanya, menahan rasa sakit di tubuhnya.
"Sergey-ku... yang tercinta... Komari-ku... yang manis..."
Kelopak matanya merapat.
"Maafkan... aku."
Satu butir air mata jatuh lagi.
"Aku... takkan pulang... malam ini... Waktuku... sudah mau habis..."
Di benaknya, mengucapkan begitu banyak kata-kata yang ingin ia ucapkan, berharap kupu-kupu hitam ini mungkin bisa menyimpan semuanya untuk diberitahukan kepada dua orang yang paling dicintainya. Namun, itu mustahil, nampaknya.
"Aku... mencintai kalian... Selalu... dan selalu..."
Kalimat yang dipilihnya.
"Jadi... janganlah bersedih... ya?"
Wanita itu tak sanggup membayangkan bagaimana wajah suaminya ketika ia mendapatkan pesan ini. Itulah sebabnya ia mengatakan padanya untuk jangan bersedih, karena ia tahu pria itu pasti akan bersedih. Ia akan marah, mungkin, dan bisa saja meraung karena hal ini.
"Aku mencintai kalian... Terima kasih untuk... keindahan yang kalian berikan padaku... selama ini..."
Sosok itu lantas menutup kedua matanya dan tersenyum.
"Ja mata nee."
Sampai bertemu kembali, karena ia percaya hal itu akan terjadi suatu saat, dan ia pun menutup kedua matanya rapat. Tertidur selamanya.
Hening.
Kupu-kupu hitam di atas tangannya bergerak perlahan, lantas mengepak sayapnya dan terbang, meninggalkan sosok itu terbaring, tertusuk di lengannya, pahanya, dan di tengah-tengah dadanya, yang tersenyum di atas hamparan hijau dan kolam merah yang menelisik kulitnya.
Ah ya, memang adalah pesan yang harus diantarkan olehnya.
(Sergey Fedorov belongs to Naryel)
Sakit. Sakit. Sakit memenuhi sekujur tubuhnya, yang tertancapkan objek-objek tajam di beberapa bagiannya, yang membuatnya mengucurkan cairan berwarna merah pekat dari sela-selanya. Ia meringis. Berusaha menggerakkan tubuhnya namun tak mampu. Lengannya tertancap hingga menembus tubuhnya, memancangkannya ke dasar hijau di bawahnya, dasar yang menusukkan tubuhnya dengan ketajaman alami mereka, menyakiti dirinya lebih jauh.
"Aa... akh.."
Cairan tersebut perlahan keluar dari mulutnya, seiring dengan pandangnya yang mulai mengabur jauh. Ia butuh pertolongan, namun ia takkan pernah mendapatkannya. Ia seorang diri, ia seorang diri saja di tempat ini. Tak ada orang lain yang akan bisa menolongnya.
Di sudut matanya, sosok itu sudah tiada. Entah ke mana dirinya setelah melukai dan membiarkan dirinya seperti ini...
"Ser... gey..."
Satu nama ia sebutkan.
"Koma... ri..."
Dua.
"Maaf... kan... aku..."
Air mata mengalir di pelupuk kecubungnya. Membayangkan dua sosok yang paling dicintainya, yang paling dicintainya melebihi siapapun, melebihi dirinya sendiri. Ia membayangkan senyum mereka, mengingat-ingat kembali kenangan yang dilalui oleh mereka bertiga. Dirinya, suaminya, dan putrinya yang manis.
"Sergey... Komari..."
Rasa sakit memenuhi seluruh tubuhnya, ia merasa tubuhnya perlahan makin lama makin rusak, perlahan tak merasakan apapun. Meski begitu...
Entah mengapa, ada sebuah makhluk hitam di sudut matanya. Terbang perlahan, terbang berputar di atas dirinya. Dirinya tentu tak asing dengan keberadaan benda itu, namun ia tak bisa mempercayai bahwa dirinya masih bisa melihat makhluk tersebut di tempat ini. Di Rukongai yang amat jauh dari Seireitei. Apa ini kebetulan? Atau ia hanya berdelusi. Sebuah kupu-kupu hitam. Jigoku Chou.
Makhluk itu terbang berputar di dekatnya lantas mendarat di atas ujung jari tangan kanannya dan diam.
Kepalanya bergerak perlahan untuk menoleh, dan matanya menangkap sosok itu nanar, masih tak percaya akan kehadirannya, dan berharap ia hanyalah delusi. Namun sesaat pikirnya berkata bahwa itu adalah mukjizat, dan ia harus memanfaatkannya selagi bisa.
Sesaat wanita itu berharap akan mengirim pesan pertolongan darurat, namun di tempat yang jauh begini dari Seireitei, mungkin mereka akan tiba setelah dirinya mati, dan itu pun akan sia-sia. Hendak dikirimkan pada kawan kerjanya, namun ia telah menghilang jauh sebelum Nanari terlibat pertarungan yang membuat dirinya menjadi begini. Bila beruntung maka pesan ini akan sampai padanya, namun bagaimana jika tidak...?
"... Chou..." dirinya bergumam amat perlahan, dengan segenap tenaganya yang tersisa. Jari jemarinya bergerak, dan kupu-kupu hitam itu terbang, sebelum mendarat di atas telapaknya.
"Pesan ini... sampaikan... Akh..."
Meringis perlahan.
"Sergey Fedorov... Di Seireitei..."
Air matanya semakin banyak mengalir bersama dengan darah di tubuhnya, namun ia berusaha menahannya sekuat tenaga. Menahan air matanya, menahan rasa sakit di tubuhnya.
"Sergey-ku... yang tercinta... Komari-ku... yang manis..."
Kelopak matanya merapat.
"Maafkan... aku."
Satu butir air mata jatuh lagi.
"Aku... takkan pulang... malam ini... Waktuku... sudah mau habis..."
Di benaknya, mengucapkan begitu banyak kata-kata yang ingin ia ucapkan, berharap kupu-kupu hitam ini mungkin bisa menyimpan semuanya untuk diberitahukan kepada dua orang yang paling dicintainya. Namun, itu mustahil, nampaknya.
"Aku... mencintai kalian... Selalu... dan selalu..."
Kalimat yang dipilihnya.
"Jadi... janganlah bersedih... ya?"
Wanita itu tak sanggup membayangkan bagaimana wajah suaminya ketika ia mendapatkan pesan ini. Itulah sebabnya ia mengatakan padanya untuk jangan bersedih, karena ia tahu pria itu pasti akan bersedih. Ia akan marah, mungkin, dan bisa saja meraung karena hal ini.
"Aku mencintai kalian... Terima kasih untuk... keindahan yang kalian berikan padaku... selama ini..."
Sosok itu lantas menutup kedua matanya dan tersenyum.
"Ja mata nee."
Sampai bertemu kembali, karena ia percaya hal itu akan terjadi suatu saat, dan ia pun menutup kedua matanya rapat. Tertidur selamanya.
Hening.
Kupu-kupu hitam di atas tangannya bergerak perlahan, lantas mengepak sayapnya dan terbang, meninggalkan sosok itu terbaring, tertusuk di lengannya, pahanya, dan di tengah-tengah dadanya, yang tersenyum di atas hamparan hijau dan kolam merah yang menelisik kulitnya.
Ah ya, memang adalah pesan yang harus diantarkan olehnya.
(Sergey Fedorov belongs to Naryel)
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Tuesday, September 20, 2011 @ 1:46 PM
"Ah..."
Nanari cukup terkejut menemukan sosok di dekatnya ini. Sosok yang ia kenal baik, ia tahu sama, namun nampak berbeda. Yah, mungkin memang ada beberapa hal yang selama ini tidak pernah dilihatnya, ada pada pria itu.
"Apakah engkau terkejut, sayang?" tanya Sergey sembari tersenyum kecil kepada istrinya itu. "Ya, memang inilah gigai-ku. Dahulu ketika misi ke dunia manusia, kuminta dibuat tanpa cacat untuk tidak menarik perhatian manusia, dan inilah jadinya."
Wanita bertubuh kecil itu masih terpana memandangnya, memandang sosok suaminya dalam tubuh fananya yang berbeda dengan yang selama ini ia tahu. Nanari bisa menangkap suatu 'kesempurnaan' tercermin di sana. Ia menatapkan mata cokelat itu, yang selama ini tertutup rapat, dan juga tangan kanannya, secara perlahan, instingtif, bergerak, meraihkan tangan kiri pria itu, sesuatu yang tak pernah ia sentuh. Nanari menggenggamnya erat, menelusuri dan merasakannya dengan ujung jarinya, sesuatu yang nampak asing baginya itu.
Raut wajah pria itu berubah, tersenyum kecil memandang sosok istrinya itu. Sejenak pada akhirnya ia menggerakkan dua tangannya, memeluk tubuh mungil itu, yang tiada jauh berbeda penampakannya ketimbang tubuh rohnya.
"Lihat, aku bisa melakukan hal ini sekarang. Diriku bisa merengkuh engkau dalam kedua tanganku, Nanari," ujarnya lembut.
Sementara lengan fana kirinya merengkuh tubuh Nanari, tangan kanannya bergerak naik, mengeluskan rambut hitam Nanari lembut. Sungguh amat senanglah hati Sergey kini. Dahulu ia hanya bisa merengkuhkan tubuh kecil ini hanya dengan satu tangannya, dan terkadang ia merasa kekurangan, namun kini ia bisa melakukan keduanya secara bersamaan. Mengirimkan pesan perasaannya dan afeksinya secara sekaligus, langsung. Ia amat senang.
Pria itu menggerakkan kepalanya, untuk menatap wanita di dalam pelukannya itu, yang membalas tatapannya dengan sebuah pandang hangat, dan sebuah senyum.
Sergey tersenyum, walau jauh di dalam hatinya, entah mengapa ia merasa sedih. Merasa sedih karena hanya mampu mendapatkan 'kesempurnaan' ini hanya dalam bentuk kefanaan, sebuah ketidaknyataan.
Kembali direngkuhnya tubuh mungil Nanari erat-erat, tidak ingin membuang kesempatan ini. Ia membenamkan wajahnya di antara helai-helai hitam rambut Nanari, menghirupkan kuar harumnya perlahan. Wangi. Wangi yang sama bahkan ketika gadis itu berada dalam reitai-nya semata.
"Sergey..." panggil Nanari, dan kepalanya kembali diangkat, menatapkan sosok istrinya itu, yang tengah menatapnya lamat-lamat, dan kembali tersenyum.
"Kau... tampan... dalam tubuh gigaimu ini..." ujarnya singkat, sebelum melebarkan senyumnya. "Tapi manapun itu, meskipun demikian, kau tetaplah Sergey. Sergey Fedorov, suamiku tercinta."
Pria itu menatap wanita itu lurus, sebelum akhirnya sebuah senyum muncul di wajahnya, dan ia pun tertawa kecil. Kembali dipeluknya erat dengan kedua lengannya, istrinya itu. "Terima kasih, sayang. Terima kasih."
Ya, memang aneh mengucapkan terima kasih itu.
Lantas kemudian dirasanya sepasang lengan melingkari tubuhnya. Nanari memeluk pria itu erat-erat. Sergey mengeratkan rengkuhannya, sebelum menggerakkan kembali, tangan kanannya ke belakang kepala wanita itu, dengan lembut, mengarahkan kepalanya untuk diangkat, menatapkan wajah Sergey. Lama ditatap olehnya, wajah manis istrinya itu, yang tengah memandangnya penuh arti, yang tengah tersenyum amat manis.
Perlahan, diciumkanlah olehnya kening wanita itu. Lembut, sebelum mengangkatnya sekali lagi, dan kali ini mencium pipinya, masih lembut. Terakhir pada akhirnya bibir Sergey berhenti dan mengecup bibir Nanari. Ia melakukannya dengan berhati-hati, perlahan, seolah bibirnya adalah suatu entitas yang amat rapuh, lembut, dan mudah hancur. Namun ia menikmatinya. Ia menikmati momen ini, saat ini, waktu ini, di mana ia merasa tak ada kekurangan apapun daripada dirinya yang bisa menghentikan cintanya terhadap Nanari.
Setelah beberapa waktu berlalu, Sergey melepaskan kecupannya, melonggarkan rengkuhannya dan memberi jarak sedikit antara dirinya dan Nanari, walau masih tetap memegang tubuh gadis itu dalam tangannya. Pada akhirnya, ia pun menggandeng tangan Nanari, dan menatapnya sambil tersenyum.
"Sudah siapkah kau, sayang? Menjelajah dunia manusia ini."
Nanari cukup terkejut menemukan sosok di dekatnya ini. Sosok yang ia kenal baik, ia tahu sama, namun nampak berbeda. Yah, mungkin memang ada beberapa hal yang selama ini tidak pernah dilihatnya, ada pada pria itu.
"Apakah engkau terkejut, sayang?" tanya Sergey sembari tersenyum kecil kepada istrinya itu. "Ya, memang inilah gigai-ku. Dahulu ketika misi ke dunia manusia, kuminta dibuat tanpa cacat untuk tidak menarik perhatian manusia, dan inilah jadinya."
Wanita bertubuh kecil itu masih terpana memandangnya, memandang sosok suaminya dalam tubuh fananya yang berbeda dengan yang selama ini ia tahu. Nanari bisa menangkap suatu 'kesempurnaan' tercermin di sana. Ia menatapkan mata cokelat itu, yang selama ini tertutup rapat, dan juga tangan kanannya, secara perlahan, instingtif, bergerak, meraihkan tangan kiri pria itu, sesuatu yang tak pernah ia sentuh. Nanari menggenggamnya erat, menelusuri dan merasakannya dengan ujung jarinya, sesuatu yang nampak asing baginya itu.
Raut wajah pria itu berubah, tersenyum kecil memandang sosok istrinya itu. Sejenak pada akhirnya ia menggerakkan dua tangannya, memeluk tubuh mungil itu, yang tiada jauh berbeda penampakannya ketimbang tubuh rohnya.
"Lihat, aku bisa melakukan hal ini sekarang. Diriku bisa merengkuh engkau dalam kedua tanganku, Nanari," ujarnya lembut.
Sementara lengan fana kirinya merengkuh tubuh Nanari, tangan kanannya bergerak naik, mengeluskan rambut hitam Nanari lembut. Sungguh amat senanglah hati Sergey kini. Dahulu ia hanya bisa merengkuhkan tubuh kecil ini hanya dengan satu tangannya, dan terkadang ia merasa kekurangan, namun kini ia bisa melakukan keduanya secara bersamaan. Mengirimkan pesan perasaannya dan afeksinya secara sekaligus, langsung. Ia amat senang.
Pria itu menggerakkan kepalanya, untuk menatap wanita di dalam pelukannya itu, yang membalas tatapannya dengan sebuah pandang hangat, dan sebuah senyum.
Sergey tersenyum, walau jauh di dalam hatinya, entah mengapa ia merasa sedih. Merasa sedih karena hanya mampu mendapatkan 'kesempurnaan' ini hanya dalam bentuk kefanaan, sebuah ketidaknyataan.
Kembali direngkuhnya tubuh mungil Nanari erat-erat, tidak ingin membuang kesempatan ini. Ia membenamkan wajahnya di antara helai-helai hitam rambut Nanari, menghirupkan kuar harumnya perlahan. Wangi. Wangi yang sama bahkan ketika gadis itu berada dalam reitai-nya semata.
"Sergey..." panggil Nanari, dan kepalanya kembali diangkat, menatapkan sosok istrinya itu, yang tengah menatapnya lamat-lamat, dan kembali tersenyum.
"Kau... tampan... dalam tubuh gigaimu ini..." ujarnya singkat, sebelum melebarkan senyumnya. "Tapi manapun itu, meskipun demikian, kau tetaplah Sergey. Sergey Fedorov, suamiku tercinta."
Pria itu menatap wanita itu lurus, sebelum akhirnya sebuah senyum muncul di wajahnya, dan ia pun tertawa kecil. Kembali dipeluknya erat dengan kedua lengannya, istrinya itu. "Terima kasih, sayang. Terima kasih."
Ya, memang aneh mengucapkan terima kasih itu.
Lantas kemudian dirasanya sepasang lengan melingkari tubuhnya. Nanari memeluk pria itu erat-erat. Sergey mengeratkan rengkuhannya, sebelum menggerakkan kembali, tangan kanannya ke belakang kepala wanita itu, dengan lembut, mengarahkan kepalanya untuk diangkat, menatapkan wajah Sergey. Lama ditatap olehnya, wajah manis istrinya itu, yang tengah memandangnya penuh arti, yang tengah tersenyum amat manis.
Perlahan, diciumkanlah olehnya kening wanita itu. Lembut, sebelum mengangkatnya sekali lagi, dan kali ini mencium pipinya, masih lembut. Terakhir pada akhirnya bibir Sergey berhenti dan mengecup bibir Nanari. Ia melakukannya dengan berhati-hati, perlahan, seolah bibirnya adalah suatu entitas yang amat rapuh, lembut, dan mudah hancur. Namun ia menikmatinya. Ia menikmati momen ini, saat ini, waktu ini, di mana ia merasa tak ada kekurangan apapun daripada dirinya yang bisa menghentikan cintanya terhadap Nanari.
Setelah beberapa waktu berlalu, Sergey melepaskan kecupannya, melonggarkan rengkuhannya dan memberi jarak sedikit antara dirinya dan Nanari, walau masih tetap memegang tubuh gadis itu dalam tangannya. Pada akhirnya, ia pun menggandeng tangan Nanari, dan menatapnya sambil tersenyum.
"Sudah siapkah kau, sayang? Menjelajah dunia manusia ini."
Monday, December 6, 2010 @ 8:40 AM
Originally the story is about the Temple of 1000 Bells, but what I heard is that the bells were kept in a tower, and the original story has changed pretty much different from the one I heard about. I will retell this story as I heard it.
There was once, a tower by the sea with 1000 bells kept inside it. When the bell is rung together, it will create a sound of harmony and became an entertainment for those who lives near the tower. The sound of those bells is really serene and beautiful, and as the night goes darker, the sound would be more loud, and become the sign of life that always goes on.
However, now the tower and its bells are now merely legend. The tower had sunk in the sea and no more of its voice are now heard. The serene harmony are now just a bed time fairy tale told by parents to their children. However, some people had admitted that they often hear the sound of the 1000 bells, even after it was sunk into the sea. This legend attracts a young man, who is very curious with the harmony of the 1000 bells.
One day, he set off from the place he lived, and made a far journey to the island near where the Tower of 1000 Bells is used to be. After he arrived, this young man interacts with the local people and found some discoveries about the legend.
At night, the young man went to the beach, and began to listen very carefully. He tries to find the sound of 1000 bells ringing, but his effort is futile, as he only hears the sound of rustling leaves and waves crashing. Day by day he keeps trying listening to the voice of the rumored bells, but even after months, he has heard nothing.
This brought him to a conclusion that the sound of 1000 bells is truly and legend, and no such thing ever existed. He decided to go back to where he was.
On his 'last' night, he went again to the beach where he had spent his time trying to listen to the voice of the bells. He bid his farewell to the trees that has accompanied him, to the sea with its circling waves, to the bright moon that always illuminates his night at the beach, and once again for the last time, he concentrated his ears to listen that sound once again. This time with his heart relaxed and as calm as ever.
The leaves rustles, the sea once again circling its waves, and the wind blows slowly...
Suddenly there's a sound of bell ringing. One bell, two bells, three bells, and slowly it's increasing, the sound of 1000 bells resounding, creating harmony. The young man hears the sound, and he had never felt peace more than ever. His search has ended, for the sound is only for those who had been patient enough to search after it. The harmony is only for those who is in peace.
So, that's the story I remembered. There's more an afterstory, though, but I don't remember which. I think the story is really simple, but there's something beautiful about it which I cannot describe.
I hope you enjoy the story, and thanks for reading!
There was once, a tower by the sea with 1000 bells kept inside it. When the bell is rung together, it will create a sound of harmony and became an entertainment for those who lives near the tower. The sound of those bells is really serene and beautiful, and as the night goes darker, the sound would be more loud, and become the sign of life that always goes on.
However, now the tower and its bells are now merely legend. The tower had sunk in the sea and no more of its voice are now heard. The serene harmony are now just a bed time fairy tale told by parents to their children. However, some people had admitted that they often hear the sound of the 1000 bells, even after it was sunk into the sea. This legend attracts a young man, who is very curious with the harmony of the 1000 bells.
One day, he set off from the place he lived, and made a far journey to the island near where the Tower of 1000 Bells is used to be. After he arrived, this young man interacts with the local people and found some discoveries about the legend.
At night, the young man went to the beach, and began to listen very carefully. He tries to find the sound of 1000 bells ringing, but his effort is futile, as he only hears the sound of rustling leaves and waves crashing. Day by day he keeps trying listening to the voice of the rumored bells, but even after months, he has heard nothing.
This brought him to a conclusion that the sound of 1000 bells is truly and legend, and no such thing ever existed. He decided to go back to where he was.
On his 'last' night, he went again to the beach where he had spent his time trying to listen to the voice of the bells. He bid his farewell to the trees that has accompanied him, to the sea with its circling waves, to the bright moon that always illuminates his night at the beach, and once again for the last time, he concentrated his ears to listen that sound once again. This time with his heart relaxed and as calm as ever.
The leaves rustles, the sea once again circling its waves, and the wind blows slowly...
Suddenly there's a sound of bell ringing. One bell, two bells, three bells, and slowly it's increasing, the sound of 1000 bells resounding, creating harmony. The young man hears the sound, and he had never felt peace more than ever. His search has ended, for the sound is only for those who had been patient enough to search after it. The harmony is only for those who is in peace.
So, that's the story I remembered. There's more an afterstory, though, but I don't remember which. I think the story is really simple, but there's something beautiful about it which I cannot describe.
I hope you enjoy the story, and thanks for reading!
Labels: legend
Tuesday, October 5, 2010 @ 8:05 AM
For Forbidden World roleplay.
In one part of the world, there lies a forest which is surrounded by thorny briars. It is said that the thorns are to protect a Divine Tree inside the forest, but whether it’s true or not, no one knows.
At the other end of the forest, beyond the thorny tendrils and trees alike, stands a mansion, surrounded by the fresh green plants, with the sunlight showers upon it everyday, and the stars twinkle upon it every night. Only signs of disaster will turn the sky around this mansion cloudy and rainy.
And what lies beyond the house was a large prairie of many kinds and colors of flowers. What lies beyond the prairie was green hills, deep valleys, and high mountains, covering this secret heaven on earth from the world outside.
The prairie is divided by a deep river with crystal clear water. It flows calmly, and made a prefect reflection of the flowers and the sky. The stream goes in the middle of the flowers, then going to a long and small tunnel in the mountain. By the river, a small cottage stands still. No one lives in that cottage, and for what purpose it’s there, no one from the outside of this place ever knows about it. Actually, there isn’t any person who even knows the cottage is there.
Back to the mansion. In the said place, lives a family. It is unknown to the people outside of what this family actually looks like. A rumor said it was a family of sorcerers and witches, other rumor said it was a family of nobles who were casted away from a kingdom. Some rumors just said that the mansion was completely empty, but the truth is, the mansion’s residents are one of three largest and strongest families in the world, the Revierre family.
In one part of the world, there lies a forest which is surrounded by thorny briars. It is said that the thorns are to protect a Divine Tree inside the forest, but whether it’s true or not, no one knows.
At the other end of the forest, beyond the thorny tendrils and trees alike, stands a mansion, surrounded by the fresh green plants, with the sunlight showers upon it everyday, and the stars twinkle upon it every night. Only signs of disaster will turn the sky around this mansion cloudy and rainy.
And what lies beyond the house was a large prairie of many kinds and colors of flowers. What lies beyond the prairie was green hills, deep valleys, and high mountains, covering this secret heaven on earth from the world outside.
The prairie is divided by a deep river with crystal clear water. It flows calmly, and made a prefect reflection of the flowers and the sky. The stream goes in the middle of the flowers, then going to a long and small tunnel in the mountain. By the river, a small cottage stands still. No one lives in that cottage, and for what purpose it’s there, no one from the outside of this place ever knows about it. Actually, there isn’t any person who even knows the cottage is there.
Back to the mansion. In the said place, lives a family. It is unknown to the people outside of what this family actually looks like. A rumor said it was a family of sorcerers and witches, other rumor said it was a family of nobles who were casted away from a kingdom. Some rumors just said that the mansion was completely empty, but the truth is, the mansion’s residents are one of three largest and strongest families in the world, the Revierre family.
Labels: deviantart, forbidden-world, revierre family, Roleplay
Monday, December 14, 2009 @ 6:48 AM
For the St. Seraph High School: Ikemen Council roleplay in Tinierme
It was quite a year for Zhi Ai, and she does enjoy it.
For the school year starter, she was getting busy with the events proposal and stuff. As well as herself got appointed to the drama captain. She was happy, but she know it'll be a super busy year.
When the time for the Sports Festival in the May came, Zhi Ai was so busy at that time. She became the score writer, so she can't join the competition. She was having fun, though. To her surprise, many of the Ikemen Council member seems absent from the event. She didn't see Arashi nor Taki. Eien and Aori was there, but they didn't seem to win the sports day. Most was won by the Dominion, because clearly it was their specialist. Students from Virtues and Principalities tend only to watch the sport. That was as far as Zhi Ai's observation.
Soon, the next month (June) came in, and there was the Mr & Mrs Seraph High event. Lots of people join the pageant, but for the male, it seems that the boys from the council has the highest vote. They were all fantastic as Eien became Dorothy from Wizard of Oz, Kouji as Madonna , and Arashi as Lady Gaga (those two surely make the most crack costume). For Aori and Taki who became Elvis and Michael Jackson, it wasn't less funny than Kouji and Arashi. As for Zhi Ai herself, she only wear Japanese male hakama with her hair tied up like a samurai. Some says she looks like Jin from Samurai Champloo, but she only smiles to those response. As the event finished, she asked Anastassia the Photography Club captain leader for only one photo of the all council memberposing in their costume. It was framed and located right on her desk at her home.
The following week came and for the Volunteer Week event, she had to teach children who can't read and count. It was quite awkward at first since she doesn't get well with them, but soon everything got arranged and she felt sad that she had to separate with them at the end of the Volunteer Week.
Soon, the July came, and there was calm before the storm. The first week was a clear week due to the next week which there was the Preliminary Exam. It wasn't a huge rush for Zhi Ai, since she prepared quite well. Her major subject is Political Science, which is quite much, but quite easy for her. The exam week goes well.
The summer break came. Aori had invited her along with Taki, and Anastassia for a sleep over, which she wouldn't refuse as much. It was a fun ladies' night. Aori confessed her feeling about Ryou Ichiro, and Zhi Ai only can support her as much as well as Anastassia and Taki.
Soon, the following week came, and she had to go to club camps with her Club, the Drama Club. They did some training as well as plan for drama at the School Festival. Since each year has different Play, they had to plan the drama separately. But all in all, the Club Camp went well. They also planed for several plays out of school as their group were offered to show in several important event in the city.
Soon, the Firework event came in the August. She spends the night with single fellows from the club and her class. It was quite a night, since everyone is together, and shared the same feeling. Not everyone want to have boyfriend/girlfriend now, since they said it's partially the end of their youth freedom. Zhi Ai was included in one of them. They all have fun during the festival and won many games. The rest of summer, Zhi Ai spent it with the people who want to involve to the drama during the Culture Fest, and they began to train hard to perform Shakespeare's story well.
Soon, the school week began to start as the summer break ends. But for September, it was the time for the Culture Festival, so people who involved in drama started to work up more since there's not much time left. Also, she had to help in the council's cafe preparation and stuff. It was indeed a busy week.
But it's not for long for the festival itself. The two day sure went like a hectic. At the first day, she went for the Maid and Butler Cafe, helping here and there before she went for rehearsal of the Sophomore's drama. She can't enjoy much of the festival due to her job, but since she got support from people around her, she can make it through. The 2nd day where the drama being held, it was going smoothly as Zhi Ai became the director of the show. The play goes to the principalities students and the decoration and settings was held by the help of the virtues and dominion students. But for some reason, Oberon, was played by Arashi himself, and for Titania, it was Eien. At the end of the performance, she was cheered for her neat arrangement of the play. Not for long, she soon found out that Taki had her birthday, and congratulate her.
Then October came, where at the second week, there's IKEMEN appreciation day. It was a fabulous night as people came in Victorian, giving their appreciation which gives Zhi Ai overwhelmed joy. Her friends from the club, also her other friends in class, freshmen and seniors, give their appreciation. It's a wonderful time, indeed.
There was a test of courage in the last friday of the month, but since she was heavily ill, she can't join. She regret it very much.
November finally arrives. The Midterm exam was held in the third week, and it went smoothly. She reach for top five score for her class. The week then followed by school trip. This time, they went to
Now at December, the Christmas Ball is coming. Zhi Ai only can hope she will enjoy this moment.
Labels: Ikemen Council, Roleplay