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S.J. : Waiting...

Perhaps it was destined so. The life was a blank and there is just Nothingness ahead. She knew the season will change. But will she feel anything? Did she ever truly feel anything? If the stories she read in childhood were true, she...she must be a princess cursed to be an Ice Statue . Until a Prince would come , a real Prince, who would make her believe, she is not a statue, she is alive, she is not cold, she is not ugly, she is not from other world but she deserves all the happiness in the world, she deserves love, she will remain an Ice Statue. It was all about Belief. She needed someone to make her believe things... things that she even feared to dream about. She isn't a coward. She is just too much away from the real world.
They were right - Wait is Hell. She is always waiting, waiting by her ajar window, waiting to feel something... something really Strong.

v : "Make a Bridge between your world and reality". "
j:  "My world is just fine. But who is at the other end? "



I'll be waiting for you by ~x-shook-x on deviantART
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Anonymous said…
Without crossing how would you know........
@ngel ~ said…
and what after crossing ... ?

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