06-26-2005, 08:35 PM
"Wha... Sorry, but who are you?" said Nala, confused. "Are you one of the stage helpers?"
Unbeknownst to everyone, a strange figure in a cloak was standing by the punch bowl (punch pourer-er, I think.). She was watching them. If only they knew she wasn't Nilly at all. There is a danger coming, and.. Oh, what the heck you blabbering about? The cloaked girl sighed silently and stared at the punch bowl. Her split personality problem wasn't helping at all.
Outside, a strange aura surrounded the building invisibly. A tall figure stood upon a building a few blocks away, holding a crystalline box. In it, he could see everything that was happening. Soon Nala shall be no more, and Niltiac will be gone... forever. he though, a grim smile on his face. He glided down as the sun began to set and sat on a windowsill, invisible to all inside.
High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life. Fight fear for the selfish pain;
It was worth it every time. Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends.
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again,
'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need. Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why!
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?