There is an angel, who has many names. I personally call her catty. She's an angel of vengance, but like all angels, in tender and delicate. I sometimes find myself staring at her like the celestial being she is ( Read more... )

Sera...my love of doom ( Read more... )

Before regaining my spirit, I wondered what love would be like. Love...changed my brother from a once powerful destructive weapon into a husband and father...through he still is a destructive weapon if upset. It made Trina more serious...well, at least around her children. For Krissy, it made her happy and fun to be around ( Read more... )

Long ago, right when I regained my fighting spirit, I met a girl. She was studying black magic, and I, was trying to relearn magic. Eventually, I took her somewhere where she didn't belong, where I shouldn't have, to the land of demons. Here, she learned the dark arts that were forbidden in the human world, as well as the art of love. That ( Read more... )

Today I saw Mel...ah. Mel...Melina...Melina Umi. The last time we met, I was much different. It was before I became a 'Messagner ( Read more... )