Hea
06-05-2009, 04:58 AM
Warning: Contains stupid things.
Since my fanfiction.net account died on me and I don't want to create a new account together with a new email just to post one fanfic, so I decided to post it here. I must admit I am NOT good in doing things like this. This fanfiction is just a mental relapse or spur of the moment things.
Category: Fanfiction
Summary: Being a member and the leader of the Sleeping Forest, I swore long before that I have given up my freedom. For the sake of tomorrow, I promised that I would break my wings and that I would let myself be held inside a cage made of conflicting beliefs. But when you started riding ATs all of my convictions shattered like a broken mirror.
Convictions of a Thorn Queen.
Every since the appearance of ATs, the world that we lived in became a little less ordinary. People that have the dream of reaching the sky can do it now. Those people call themselves Storm Riders. They claimed themselves as the warriors of the sky. ATs give them wings as a support in order for them to fly. Just as the joy and carefree desire of flight lives among other riders heart, a shadow is lurking behind. Ambitions, desires and selfishness also come aboard behind the wings of other riders. The desire to reach the top, the want to obtain the Regalia of all Regalias is some of the other riders’ reasons.
I can never understand it.
Why is it that they desire it so much? What is the reason for their hungry reasons?
Is being able to have wings and take flight not enough for them? The ability to reach the sky means that you have freedom. Isn’t that enough for a human being? Why do they go to such extent as to risk their own lives for the sake of some shoes with wheels attached to it?
The Tower is what every rider desires to conquer. To be able to stand above every warriors of the sky. Everybody wants it.
Including you.
Every time I see you I always wanted to ask this single question: Why is it that you desire to stand on top so much? Your dreams influenced people to believe in you. I have to admit, you have a mighty pair of wings. Stronger than mine. Those wings of yours are made of the hopes and dreams of other riders’ that you’ve defeated. They will aid you in obtaining your dreams and hopes. They signify your strength in conquering the Tower.
I will take everything at the end of the rainbow.
When you said that you will take everything at the end of the rainbow, I asked myself, Can I hold my hopes up a bit? Can I believe in those words that will break away these chains that bind me to the cages of the past? Can I finally ride the same road as you? Will I be able to take flight and reach the sky for the first time? These questions plague my mind. Those words of yours started to break the chains that held tightly the doors of my heart. My demons, my dark side, my desires started to get free. I promised myself to never release it because I have these ambivalence feelings for my duty.
My duty.
Being a member and the leader of the Sleeping Forest, I swore long before that I have given up my freedom. I would let myself be chained by the weight of duties and responsibilities. I would throw away any desire to reach the sky and crush any dreams of taking flight. For the sake of tomorrow, I promised that I would break my wings and that I would let myself be held inside a cage made of conflicting beliefs. I would drown myself of loneliness that hangs like a coat of being the warrior of the Forest. But when you started riding ATs all of my convictions shattered like a broken mirror.
I was lost.
My feelings for you contradict my duty. I don’t know what to do. I was debating myself whether to help you formed that wings or to just stand and watch. But in the end, I ended as your pair of wings. My feelings overcame me. Night after night, I have always thought of the consequences that will happen.
Mikan-nee said once that I have broken too many rules already. The consequences of these rules will be heavy but it doesn’t matter. As long as I see you happily taste the sweetness of sky, it’s alright. I will deliberately endure the dire consequences and I am more than willingly offer myself as your wings. Slowly, I can see that you started to shake off the feathers of my wings and started to sprout your own mighty real wings. There come times when you won’t even need me anymore and I feel that you started to go farther and it pains me to see that.
That’s why it hurts a lot when you said that you only got interested in riding ATs because of the Swallow. I can’t help but envy her when you said that someday you would fly together with her. It hurts. I can’t ignore the fact that every words and actions of yours affects me greatly.
And it hurts even more as I became as nothing more than a stranger…no…an enemy in your eyes. It pains me to see that the Pledge Queen is by your side. It is as if I am slowing being replaced. I am jealous that the at times of your hardships she is by your side and not me anymore. But the irony is that, I am thankful for it. That she is by your side comforting you in times of hardships even though it hurts.
But it’s alright; I will endure it only for you.
The sky.
I believe that the sky is too big for any human being to grasp. I am afraid that your wings, even mighty, will fall at the weight of the dreams and hopes that you carry. These doubts became my fears. I know that I should believe in you but in the back of my mind, I cannot surpass these doubts. Because if you fall, your enemies might took advantage of it and take your wings away.
We, the Gravity children, have our own cages. We want to be set free from the chains of the past but you have always been free. I don’t want you to be locked up in a cage of this battle. This war that will do nothing but to draw blood from a warrior of the sky, I don’t want you to know what its like not to fly.
I am afraid.
I am afraid where fate is heading. I know it is inevitable. In the end of this battle, you will stand facing me in the Forest and we will fight to end it all. Depending of the outcome of the battle between Genesis and Sleeping Forest, I might not even face you at all. But I am afraid not because of the fact of fighting you or dying but on the fact that the last string that hold us together will eventually break. I am afraid of what I will become in your eyes. I can see it now. I am becoming a villain in your eyes. When I broke the wings of the Swallow and when reality started to sink in your skin that we are natural born enemies, the distance that what was between us started to stretch even further.
But what scares me most is that my message, my purpose won’t reach you. I am afraid that all of the lives, blood and bonds that were sacrificed would be in futile. I am starting to become nothing more than an obstacle to you from obtaining your goal. I don’t know but I am afraid of seeing myself in your eyes not as Ringo Noyamano but as the Thorn Queen, leader of the Sleeping Forest and owner of the Sonia Road
As of now, you are letting your self drown in the perplex illusions of conquering the Tower. But the Tower is nothing more than a ground to attain the power that binds us humans to the ground- a dream that is too vast and too much for one person.
You wanted to stand on top of this Tower where,
There is no road…
No sky…
And most of all,
No freedom.
For a bird, in order for it to soar it needs its wings, the sky and freedom. Inside this Tower, there is none of those. Gravity will be your companion, darkness will support you in your run, and high pressure will aid you in defeating your enemies. A rider inside the Tower doesn’t fly; they swim at this zero-gravity environment which can drown a normal person to their death beds. No road can stand this kind of zone except my road.
The Sonia Road.
My road.
Have I ever told you how much pent abhorrence I have for this road? To the point that I consider that having this road as a curse.
This road that constantly burdens the body by high pressure and the rider owning it will endure the same pain as the opponent reaches its full potential inside the Tower where the finals of the Gram Scale Tournament is being held. Inside this Tower, where we are not being held back by gravity can taste the bitter-sweet flavor of the ultimate run. This Tower as what every rider thought as the symbol of one’s dreams and yearnings for the sky has a dark side.
Desperation. Ambition. Greediness.
As much as the Tower is built on the foundation of the yearnings to reach the sky, its pillars are built of such dark thoughts. The thoughts of ruling and obtain the ultimate Regalia is what every rider yearns for. That’s why we, the Sleeping Forest, existed to desist off such audacious desires. With my road as the last defense, we take flight in this Tower and hunt those insolent warriors of the sky.
I said to you before that not a single soldier has defeated me inside the Tower and that my thorns are poisonous once you are entangled in it.
The whip of the thorns will break even mighty winds apart what had Kanon said.
I never see my road fully in that view. A road that is dangerous to its enemies and its owner. These thorns can protect someone from harm. These roses are symbols of love and affections. These whips will secure a person in from enemies. That is the true nature of my road. The road that protects, Sonia Road.
I know I will have to face the inevitable but in order to do that I need to have a strong conviction. For me, protecting the Sky Regalia from ambitious enemies is not enough. My duty and responsibilities will never be enough of a reason to fight against the one who is the closest to my heart.
I want you to fly but I don’t want you to fall. No matter how contradictory it is, it is something we cannot turn our back from. This is reality.
For those who reached the top, there is no other direction for them but down. I don’t want you to suffer the same fate as what I am having. I don’t want you to stay any longer inside the Tower where there is no sky. In which the Tower is nothing more than a sea which contains the fishes that can only glance up in the sky and that no matter how hard it swims; it will never reach it.
That’s why, if given the chance when we face each other in the Tower I will not give up. I will not let myself be defeated because these convictions- that slowly started to become my wings. I will take flight for these convictions. And fight as my duty of being the Thorn Queen, leader of the Sleeping Forest and mostly because-
For you.
Since my fanfiction.net account died on me and I don't want to create a new account together with a new email just to post one fanfic, so I decided to post it here. I must admit I am NOT good in doing things like this. This fanfiction is just a mental relapse or spur of the moment things.
Category: Fanfiction
Summary: Being a member and the leader of the Sleeping Forest, I swore long before that I have given up my freedom. For the sake of tomorrow, I promised that I would break my wings and that I would let myself be held inside a cage made of conflicting beliefs. But when you started riding ATs all of my convictions shattered like a broken mirror.
Convictions of a Thorn Queen.
Every since the appearance of ATs, the world that we lived in became a little less ordinary. People that have the dream of reaching the sky can do it now. Those people call themselves Storm Riders. They claimed themselves as the warriors of the sky. ATs give them wings as a support in order for them to fly. Just as the joy and carefree desire of flight lives among other riders heart, a shadow is lurking behind. Ambitions, desires and selfishness also come aboard behind the wings of other riders. The desire to reach the top, the want to obtain the Regalia of all Regalias is some of the other riders’ reasons.
I can never understand it.
Why is it that they desire it so much? What is the reason for their hungry reasons?
Is being able to have wings and take flight not enough for them? The ability to reach the sky means that you have freedom. Isn’t that enough for a human being? Why do they go to such extent as to risk their own lives for the sake of some shoes with wheels attached to it?
The Tower is what every rider desires to conquer. To be able to stand above every warriors of the sky. Everybody wants it.
Including you.
Every time I see you I always wanted to ask this single question: Why is it that you desire to stand on top so much? Your dreams influenced people to believe in you. I have to admit, you have a mighty pair of wings. Stronger than mine. Those wings of yours are made of the hopes and dreams of other riders’ that you’ve defeated. They will aid you in obtaining your dreams and hopes. They signify your strength in conquering the Tower.
I will take everything at the end of the rainbow.
When you said that you will take everything at the end of the rainbow, I asked myself, Can I hold my hopes up a bit? Can I believe in those words that will break away these chains that bind me to the cages of the past? Can I finally ride the same road as you? Will I be able to take flight and reach the sky for the first time? These questions plague my mind. Those words of yours started to break the chains that held tightly the doors of my heart. My demons, my dark side, my desires started to get free. I promised myself to never release it because I have these ambivalence feelings for my duty.
My duty.
Being a member and the leader of the Sleeping Forest, I swore long before that I have given up my freedom. I would let myself be chained by the weight of duties and responsibilities. I would throw away any desire to reach the sky and crush any dreams of taking flight. For the sake of tomorrow, I promised that I would break my wings and that I would let myself be held inside a cage made of conflicting beliefs. I would drown myself of loneliness that hangs like a coat of being the warrior of the Forest. But when you started riding ATs all of my convictions shattered like a broken mirror.
I was lost.
My feelings for you contradict my duty. I don’t know what to do. I was debating myself whether to help you formed that wings or to just stand and watch. But in the end, I ended as your pair of wings. My feelings overcame me. Night after night, I have always thought of the consequences that will happen.
Mikan-nee said once that I have broken too many rules already. The consequences of these rules will be heavy but it doesn’t matter. As long as I see you happily taste the sweetness of sky, it’s alright. I will deliberately endure the dire consequences and I am more than willingly offer myself as your wings. Slowly, I can see that you started to shake off the feathers of my wings and started to sprout your own mighty real wings. There come times when you won’t even need me anymore and I feel that you started to go farther and it pains me to see that.
That’s why it hurts a lot when you said that you only got interested in riding ATs because of the Swallow. I can’t help but envy her when you said that someday you would fly together with her. It hurts. I can’t ignore the fact that every words and actions of yours affects me greatly.
And it hurts even more as I became as nothing more than a stranger…no…an enemy in your eyes. It pains me to see that the Pledge Queen is by your side. It is as if I am slowing being replaced. I am jealous that the at times of your hardships she is by your side and not me anymore. But the irony is that, I am thankful for it. That she is by your side comforting you in times of hardships even though it hurts.
But it’s alright; I will endure it only for you.
The sky.
I believe that the sky is too big for any human being to grasp. I am afraid that your wings, even mighty, will fall at the weight of the dreams and hopes that you carry. These doubts became my fears. I know that I should believe in you but in the back of my mind, I cannot surpass these doubts. Because if you fall, your enemies might took advantage of it and take your wings away.
We, the Gravity children, have our own cages. We want to be set free from the chains of the past but you have always been free. I don’t want you to be locked up in a cage of this battle. This war that will do nothing but to draw blood from a warrior of the sky, I don’t want you to know what its like not to fly.
I am afraid.
I am afraid where fate is heading. I know it is inevitable. In the end of this battle, you will stand facing me in the Forest and we will fight to end it all. Depending of the outcome of the battle between Genesis and Sleeping Forest, I might not even face you at all. But I am afraid not because of the fact of fighting you or dying but on the fact that the last string that hold us together will eventually break. I am afraid of what I will become in your eyes. I can see it now. I am becoming a villain in your eyes. When I broke the wings of the Swallow and when reality started to sink in your skin that we are natural born enemies, the distance that what was between us started to stretch even further.
But what scares me most is that my message, my purpose won’t reach you. I am afraid that all of the lives, blood and bonds that were sacrificed would be in futile. I am starting to become nothing more than an obstacle to you from obtaining your goal. I don’t know but I am afraid of seeing myself in your eyes not as Ringo Noyamano but as the Thorn Queen, leader of the Sleeping Forest and owner of the Sonia Road
As of now, you are letting your self drown in the perplex illusions of conquering the Tower. But the Tower is nothing more than a ground to attain the power that binds us humans to the ground- a dream that is too vast and too much for one person.
You wanted to stand on top of this Tower where,
There is no road…
No sky…
And most of all,
No freedom.
For a bird, in order for it to soar it needs its wings, the sky and freedom. Inside this Tower, there is none of those. Gravity will be your companion, darkness will support you in your run, and high pressure will aid you in defeating your enemies. A rider inside the Tower doesn’t fly; they swim at this zero-gravity environment which can drown a normal person to their death beds. No road can stand this kind of zone except my road.
The Sonia Road.
My road.
Have I ever told you how much pent abhorrence I have for this road? To the point that I consider that having this road as a curse.
This road that constantly burdens the body by high pressure and the rider owning it will endure the same pain as the opponent reaches its full potential inside the Tower where the finals of the Gram Scale Tournament is being held. Inside this Tower, where we are not being held back by gravity can taste the bitter-sweet flavor of the ultimate run. This Tower as what every rider thought as the symbol of one’s dreams and yearnings for the sky has a dark side.
Desperation. Ambition. Greediness.
As much as the Tower is built on the foundation of the yearnings to reach the sky, its pillars are built of such dark thoughts. The thoughts of ruling and obtain the ultimate Regalia is what every rider yearns for. That’s why we, the Sleeping Forest, existed to desist off such audacious desires. With my road as the last defense, we take flight in this Tower and hunt those insolent warriors of the sky.
I said to you before that not a single soldier has defeated me inside the Tower and that my thorns are poisonous once you are entangled in it.
The whip of the thorns will break even mighty winds apart what had Kanon said.
I never see my road fully in that view. A road that is dangerous to its enemies and its owner. These thorns can protect someone from harm. These roses are symbols of love and affections. These whips will secure a person in from enemies. That is the true nature of my road. The road that protects, Sonia Road.
I know I will have to face the inevitable but in order to do that I need to have a strong conviction. For me, protecting the Sky Regalia from ambitious enemies is not enough. My duty and responsibilities will never be enough of a reason to fight against the one who is the closest to my heart.
I want you to fly but I don’t want you to fall. No matter how contradictory it is, it is something we cannot turn our back from. This is reality.
For those who reached the top, there is no other direction for them but down. I don’t want you to suffer the same fate as what I am having. I don’t want you to stay any longer inside the Tower where there is no sky. In which the Tower is nothing more than a sea which contains the fishes that can only glance up in the sky and that no matter how hard it swims; it will never reach it.
That’s why, if given the chance when we face each other in the Tower I will not give up. I will not let myself be defeated because these convictions- that slowly started to become my wings. I will take flight for these convictions. And fight as my duty of being the Thorn Queen, leader of the Sleeping Forest and mostly because-
For you.