As an outcast, Adeena had always felt for the underdog because she saw herself in them. The queens daughters grew up in a palace. Normal french folks grew up in a village of some sort. But Adeena...Adeena grew up in village of caravans.Her father called a "tent city" because the poorest of folks could only to live there. But despite the stereotypes, she was still distanced from other children simply for being a gypsy.
"Ha..as if being a gypsy overrides every decent thing I've ever done" Adeena pondered, "If they changed the name of a rose, it would still smell as sweet. If they changed my culture, I would still be a fairly lovely being, if I dare say so!"
Her family had settled in a small little house in the middle of Paris. It wasn't quite big enough to the enormous family with even bigger personality, but it was an upgrade from living in the caravan. The only downside was that the world seemed so closed in with those shallow walls and ceilings. She couldn't lay out on the 잔디 all night and count the stars until she got fed up with losing her place anymore. And, somehow...just somehow...there was a comfort in that soft 잔디 beneath her small body with an array of stars spread out across the sky like a magic carpet that never ended.
Adeena worked her way through the city with her pet goat, Djahli, looking for her sister who had been dancing for coins. She had to take over her shift, the family had to keep 빵 on the 표, 테이블 and sometimes dancing seemed like the most efficient way. No sane, cultured, person in this city would ever hire a gypsy in their right mind! And that made the filthy streets of Paris a mere heaven to the Djahli family.
"Adeena Esemeralda Irobin Djahli!", yelled the familiar voice of her eldest sister, Bevembra. "I see you're here to take over my shift- have fun!" and with a wink she added before she walked away, "I'm a tough act to follow, good luck!"
"Yeah, maybe that's because 당신 hardly wear clothes when 당신 dance", thought Adeena bluntly. She looked around the small 우주 she had to dance, a corner between two stores, the Bakery and the post office. With an approving nod, she laid down the tin can for people to throw their coins in.
Within 초 her small feet were skipping across the cobblestones, too worn to feel the pain. Her 치마 flew in different directions all at once. The 25 yards of black cotton seemed to flow in the most graceful of ways and her gentle brown waves took flight with every step. It wasn't long before she had a crowd of middle class commoners around her.
"This can't be happening!...Can people truly be interested in my inexperienced dancing?", she thought in disbelief. She twirled and her 치마 seemed to stretch to the amazement of her watchers minds. But as 분 passed, people began to descend back into the crowd of dusty frowns and dissatisfaction.
"Music...I need music..." she desperately thought to herself before thinking in despair "Where in the lords name am I going to find music?"
In that very moment, a tan boy with short jet black hair burst from the crowd playing a violin. Adeena was reimbursed with a new energy to keep the show going on. The boy energetically played his instrument and her legs moved faster and her 치마 flied through the air in the most beautiful way. And in that moment, everything was perfect.
Unfortunately that feeling didn't last long. The 음악 was stripped from the air leaving it empty when the Paris guards ran with their bows pointed towards them. Adeena froze. "Adeena Esmeralda Irobin Djahli- Run!" she thought to herself frantically but she couldn't move. She couldn't make herself run.
Out of the crowd came a very tall, pale boy. "Run like hell!" he screamed grabbing her hand and rushing the violinist. she looked behind herself in a panic "Come on, Djahli!" and her little goat ran after them. He caught up with her and she thought it was going to be okay.
That's when she saw it. her legs began to stumble, her breathing began to shallow. In shock, she looked down to see blood dripping and staining the white blouse.
A Paris Guard's 애로우 had struck her in the shoulder.
And then all was black.
(To Be Continued...)
"Ha..as if being a gypsy overrides every decent thing I've ever done" Adeena pondered, "If they changed the name of a rose, it would still smell as sweet. If they changed my culture, I would still be a fairly lovely being, if I dare say so!"
Her family had settled in a small little house in the middle of Paris. It wasn't quite big enough to the enormous family with even bigger personality, but it was an upgrade from living in the caravan. The only downside was that the world seemed so closed in with those shallow walls and ceilings. She couldn't lay out on the 잔디 all night and count the stars until she got fed up with losing her place anymore. And, somehow...just somehow...there was a comfort in that soft 잔디 beneath her small body with an array of stars spread out across the sky like a magic carpet that never ended.
Adeena worked her way through the city with her pet goat, Djahli, looking for her sister who had been dancing for coins. She had to take over her shift, the family had to keep 빵 on the 표, 테이블 and sometimes dancing seemed like the most efficient way. No sane, cultured, person in this city would ever hire a gypsy in their right mind! And that made the filthy streets of Paris a mere heaven to the Djahli family.
"Adeena Esemeralda Irobin Djahli!", yelled the familiar voice of her eldest sister, Bevembra. "I see you're here to take over my shift- have fun!" and with a wink she added before she walked away, "I'm a tough act to follow, good luck!"
"Yeah, maybe that's because 당신 hardly wear clothes when 당신 dance", thought Adeena bluntly. She looked around the small 우주 she had to dance, a corner between two stores, the Bakery and the post office. With an approving nod, she laid down the tin can for people to throw their coins in.
Within 초 her small feet were skipping across the cobblestones, too worn to feel the pain. Her 치마 flew in different directions all at once. The 25 yards of black cotton seemed to flow in the most graceful of ways and her gentle brown waves took flight with every step. It wasn't long before she had a crowd of middle class commoners around her.
"This can't be happening!...Can people truly be interested in my inexperienced dancing?", she thought in disbelief. She twirled and her 치마 seemed to stretch to the amazement of her watchers minds. But as 분 passed, people began to descend back into the crowd of dusty frowns and dissatisfaction.
"Music...I need music..." she desperately thought to herself before thinking in despair "Where in the lords name am I going to find music?"
In that very moment, a tan boy with short jet black hair burst from the crowd playing a violin. Adeena was reimbursed with a new energy to keep the show going on. The boy energetically played his instrument and her legs moved faster and her 치마 flied through the air in the most beautiful way. And in that moment, everything was perfect.
Unfortunately that feeling didn't last long. The 음악 was stripped from the air leaving it empty when the Paris guards ran with their bows pointed towards them. Adeena froze. "Adeena Esmeralda Irobin Djahli- Run!" she thought to herself frantically but she couldn't move. She couldn't make herself run.
Out of the crowd came a very tall, pale boy. "Run like hell!" he screamed grabbing her hand and rushing the violinist. she looked behind herself in a panic "Come on, Djahli!" and her little goat ran after them. He caught up with her and she thought it was going to be okay.
That's when she saw it. her legs began to stumble, her breathing began to shallow. In shock, she looked down to see blood dripping and staining the white blouse.
A Paris Guard's 애로우 had struck her in the shoulder.
And then all was black.
(To Be Continued...)
As ancient as mother Earth’s treachery
Caught in the line of Athena’s sight
Left alone to travel in this treacherous world
She walks in beauty, like the night
Though with beauty comes this fight of death
In this quest she fails though she tries
Eternally alone in this fateful dark
Of cloudless climes and starry skies
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent
How could it after what happened?
My pain unbearable, yet it happily shines
I look on from Artemis’s tent
As the sun sets on the sea that took his life
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
I will never forget my 사랑 for him
As a Huntress I now see Hermes
With the soul of the 로스트 he flies off like a crow
Till we meet again, farewell my love
Caught in the line of Athena’s sight
Left alone to travel in this treacherous world
She walks in beauty, like the night
Though with beauty comes this fight of death
In this quest she fails though she tries
Eternally alone in this fateful dark
Of cloudless climes and starry skies
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent
How could it after what happened?
My pain unbearable, yet it happily shines
I look on from Artemis’s tent
As the sun sets on the sea that took his life
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
I will never forget my 사랑 for him
As a Huntress I now see Hermes
With the soul of the 로스트 he flies off like a crow
Till we meet again, farewell my love
I deny the truth,
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces 의해 pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces 의해 pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
I know what happened,
I know that your parents are divorced,
because I was the first
당신 told.
I want to help you,
but I don't know
what all that
pressure
and sorrow feels like.
Like you're drowning
in a pool of tears
and your friends
are just watching and
laughing,
like it's a joke.
But it's not a joke,
it's your life.
They aren't even
your friends,
they are just people
who say they earned
that title.
I don't understand.
My parents aren't
divorced,
they don't fight
every time when
they see each
others face.
I can't help.
But you're
my friend.
My best
friend.
And I will
try to help.
I will stand 의해
your side even when
we are miles away.
Because even though
it might not feel like it,
당신 are never
alone.
I know that your parents are divorced,
because I was the first
당신 told.
I want to help you,
but I don't know
what all that
pressure
and sorrow feels like.
Like you're drowning
in a pool of tears
and your friends
are just watching and
laughing,
like it's a joke.
But it's not a joke,
it's your life.
They aren't even
your friends,
they are just people
who say they earned
that title.
I don't understand.
My parents aren't
divorced,
they don't fight
every time when
they see each
others face.
I can't help.
But you're
my friend.
My best
friend.
And I will
try to help.
I will stand 의해
your side even when
we are miles away.
Because even though
it might not feel like it,
당신 are never
alone.