10-16-2005, 04:33 PM
*several months later*
It was late December, and the snow had fallen thickly on the ground. There had only been two attacks since, but only one was petrified and rope-marked.
"Can't get any worse, can it?" asked Nilly to no one, packing her clothes in her trunk. She was leaving that night so she could book some rooms in Japan in advance.
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?