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06-14-2009, 12:26 AM
Early Bird
Different style, can't seem to get the style for "Eternal Oblivion" and "Moonlight on the Ocean" back... T.T I personally liked the old style better but, meh, writers block
It was already day break. I felt dead tired as I had not slept at all the whole night. I turned my head to look outside the window, only to be greeted by the dazzling sunlight that poured through the shades. As I got up and opened the window, I heard the beautiful singing voices from birds of every kind. The chirping, the crying, the fluttering. It was like music, even to my dulled senses.
Oh how I wished that I could be fully alert to enjoy this music of nature more thoroughly! The singing almost seemed synchronized into a unique harmony of mother nature, the force of this world that brought great pleasure and happiness, yet like a double edged sword, cut the other way with pain and suffering.
Oh the birds! How I wish I could see each individual bird instead of being limited to my dulled sense of hearing, the beds that were truly a brilliant specimen of nature . So beautiful, so pleasent, so... Perfect!
Oh the beautiful and perfect little beings that sung this synchronized harmony of the double edged being. Oh how I wish I had been able to enjoy it more thoroughly!
Different style, can't seem to get the style for "Eternal Oblivion" and "Moonlight on the Ocean" back... T.T I personally liked the old style better but, meh, writers block
It was already day break. I felt dead tired as I had not slept at all the whole night. I turned my head to look outside the window, only to be greeted by the dazzling sunlight that poured through the shades. As I got up and opened the window, I heard the beautiful singing voices from birds of every kind. The chirping, the crying, the fluttering. It was like music, even to my dulled senses.
Oh how I wished that I could be fully alert to enjoy this music of nature more thoroughly! The singing almost seemed synchronized into a unique harmony of mother nature, the force of this world that brought great pleasure and happiness, yet like a double edged sword, cut the other way with pain and suffering.
Oh the birds! How I wish I could see each individual bird instead of being limited to my dulled sense of hearing, the beds that were truly a brilliant specimen of nature . So beautiful, so pleasent, so... Perfect!
Oh the beautiful and perfect little beings that sung this synchronized harmony of the double edged being. Oh how I wish I had been able to enjoy it more thoroughly!