Saturday, September 29, 2007
It's time for my father to die.
I'd like to make Nineveh happy, if anything. He's such a nice person, though he smiles so sad.
It's silly and a little embarrassing but I think maybe some day I want to be the reason he smiles happily.
Anyways, Nineveh told me that he doesn't have a home. I would have told him he could stay at mine had it not been burned to the ground, but I'm going to build somewhere. I told him he could stay with me, and when he asked about the birds in the park I told him I'd make sure he had a room in the house, and outdoor room, that he could have birds come to visit him in if he wanted.
Until then Miss Naeva said we could stay with her at her apartment. Nineveh is still close to the birds in the park, but at least he's not living on the streets anymore.
I'm still going to look for the best place to build.
I felt really bad, he knows Jade and Obsidian too.
They left him alone too.
But maybe they'll come back for him.
I've never felt this way in my entire life, I've never wanted to cry over another person so bad. And amazingly it isn't Jade I want to cry over, it's Nineveh.
I don't want him to get hurt. Not again at least. I can tell he's been hurt before, someone he cared for died. We saw someone that said they were an angel today. He said angels didn't exist, that if they did they'd save people that didn't deserve to die.
But if that's true, then everything that my mother told me as a child is a lie.
Why didn't an angel save her from dying?
I really liked Nineveh.. I hope I can see him again. I'm just afraid that if I do they'll be around. And Obsidian will run away when I'm around like he usually does.
I can't explain why.
I think it was the peacefulness of it.
I stopped hearing things there.
But when I went to find it again I instead found a lake, and while sitting at the lake I finally sat and let them talk to me, the people that kept trying to talk to me, telling me things.
Hearing about blessed nice wenches so far away from that area is strange.
I went home though.
The vineyards were burnt to the ground, and my mother, blessed thing, is in the ground.
Somehow I can't cry about it. Somehow I can't feel ANYTHING about it.
My father is still out there, somewhere. Nobody knows what happened. I'll seek him out to find out.
I was going to go but a man named William Murderface needed help, so I assisted him. Again. I hate blood. I can't stand to see people hurt.
I couldn't help but help him. He said I could travel with him any time I liked.
I also made amulets for a few people, so I felt useful.
I caught wind of a fire in Malta though...
I need to go home.
I'll admit I'm sheltered, it's something I can't deny. I'd never even seen a severely injured person until after I left to find her. They still make me squirm. I guess that's part of the reason I decided to take the path that I did. That, and her. She was very special to me, and I think she still is. I haven't sorted out my feelings yet. For the sake of clinging to the past I don't want to. The past is where all the smiles are.
Well, anyways I left home without a word to find a friend of mine that had been missing for quite some time. I wonder if my father knows yet that I'm gone. He doesn't come home often, and when he does.. well, he and my mother like to spend their time alone.
I got lost probably ten, or fifteen feet from my home. Silly, I know, but the estate is large enough that to sustain proper exercise I didn't need to leave. Vineyards in Malta, after all.
I've forgotten where I'm going with this...
Right.
Well after finding her, and seeing the lifestyle she's chosen for herself, I decided to become a doctor of sorts. It was good, the two of us traveling together. I only missed home a little bit. Closer to the end of it all though I was missing it more and more.
I met a few people while traveling with her, one being of course her brother, of whom loathed me from the start. It's fine. I was never all that fond of him either.
I met a friendly woman who pointed me in the direction of learning better brewing skills, too.
Things just kind of went down hill I guess. I didn't want to intrude, brothers and sisters are nothing to be messed with, and he made it more than clear that he didn't want me around, so I stopped showing up, and in doing so I ruined a perfectly good friendship, and a perfectly good opportunity.
I was in love with her.
And I probably still am. As long as she's happy, that's all that counts.
But none of that matters now, and the only option left for me is to go home.
Though a gypsy woman offered for me to go with her at some point if I wanted...
I just want to go home.
It's time for my father to die.
12:34 PM
2 spoke...
Saturday, June 30, 2007
I'd like to make Nineveh happy, if anything. He's such a nice person, though he smiles so sad.
It's silly and a little embarrassing but I think maybe some day I want to be the reason he smiles happily.
10:23 AM
1 spoke...
Monday, June 4, 2007
Anyways, Nineveh told me that he doesn't have a home. I would have told him he could stay at mine had it not been burned to the ground, but I'm going to build somewhere. I told him he could stay with me, and when he asked about the birds in the park I told him I'd make sure he had a room in the house, and outdoor room, that he could have birds come to visit him in if he wanted.
Until then Miss Naeva said we could stay with her at her apartment. Nineveh is still close to the birds in the park, but at least he's not living on the streets anymore.
I'm still going to look for the best place to build.
7:48 AM
0 spoke...
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
I felt really bad, he knows Jade and Obsidian too.
They left him alone too.
But maybe they'll come back for him.
I've never felt this way in my entire life, I've never wanted to cry over another person so bad. And amazingly it isn't Jade I want to cry over, it's Nineveh.
I don't want him to get hurt. Not again at least. I can tell he's been hurt before, someone he cared for died. We saw someone that said they were an angel today. He said angels didn't exist, that if they did they'd save people that didn't deserve to die.
But if that's true, then everything that my mother told me as a child is a lie.
Why didn't an angel save her from dying?
I really liked Nineveh.. I hope I can see him again. I'm just afraid that if I do they'll be around. And Obsidian will run away when I'm around like he usually does.
8:49 PM
3 spoke...
Monday, May 7, 2007
I can't explain why.
I think it was the peacefulness of it.
I stopped hearing things there.
But when I went to find it again I instead found a lake, and while sitting at the lake I finally sat and let them talk to me, the people that kept trying to talk to me, telling me things.
Hearing about blessed nice wenches so far away from that area is strange.
I went home though.
The vineyards were burnt to the ground, and my mother, blessed thing, is in the ground.
Somehow I can't cry about it. Somehow I can't feel ANYTHING about it.
My father is still out there, somewhere. Nobody knows what happened. I'll seek him out to find out.
3:11 PM
0 spoke...
Thursday, April 19, 2007
I was going to go but a man named William Murderface needed help, so I assisted him. Again. I hate blood. I can't stand to see people hurt.
I couldn't help but help him. He said I could travel with him any time I liked.
I also made amulets for a few people, so I felt useful.
I caught wind of a fire in Malta though...
I need to go home.
1:31 PM
12 spoke...
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
I'll admit I'm sheltered, it's something I can't deny. I'd never even seen a severely injured person until after I left to find her. They still make me squirm. I guess that's part of the reason I decided to take the path that I did. That, and her. She was very special to me, and I think she still is. I haven't sorted out my feelings yet. For the sake of clinging to the past I don't want to. The past is where all the smiles are.
Well, anyways I left home without a word to find a friend of mine that had been missing for quite some time. I wonder if my father knows yet that I'm gone. He doesn't come home often, and when he does.. well, he and my mother like to spend their time alone.
I got lost probably ten, or fifteen feet from my home. Silly, I know, but the estate is large enough that to sustain proper exercise I didn't need to leave. Vineyards in Malta, after all.
I've forgotten where I'm going with this...
Right.
Well after finding her, and seeing the lifestyle she's chosen for herself, I decided to become a doctor of sorts. It was good, the two of us traveling together. I only missed home a little bit. Closer to the end of it all though I was missing it more and more.
I met a few people while traveling with her, one being of course her brother, of whom loathed me from the start. It's fine. I was never all that fond of him either.
I met a friendly woman who pointed me in the direction of learning better brewing skills, too.
Things just kind of went down hill I guess. I didn't want to intrude, brothers and sisters are nothing to be messed with, and he made it more than clear that he didn't want me around, so I stopped showing up, and in doing so I ruined a perfectly good friendship, and a perfectly good opportunity.
I was in love with her.
And I probably still am. As long as she's happy, that's all that counts.
But none of that matters now, and the only option left for me is to go home.
Though a gypsy woman offered for me to go with her at some point if I wanted...
I just want to go home.
10:47 PM