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"Surely William there must be something you can do about all this filth. Weeds all over, and what a repulsive odor." Complained the countress while fanning herself constantly to keep the fresh smell of lavender out of her perfumed wig. " Too many living things. Be rid of them, more statues and waterfalls if you ask me." The count hesitated " But my dear, Tessa loves them so, surely you can..." He stopped his attempted protest as the countress fixed him a hard cold stare." ... Put up with them a little longer before I have the gardeners diminish them." He finished. The countress turned to continue her fanning as Tessa stepped out of the glass doors. " Tessa my darling, how did you get here alone?" Exclaimed the count in obvious shock. " What do you speak of father? I do not understand. Aster has accompanied me all along." The count openly displayed his doubt. " Aster? Who is this you speak of my daughter?" " Oh tish tosh." Soothed the countress while folding her fan." You and i both know there is no servant by that name William. Save your nonsense and come here Tessa." As she obeyed she probed the ground with her stick and approached the voices. More than once her stepmother had tripped her, mostly near the stairs or on the balconies, likely in hope she would fall to her death and thus case closed.
Really, where has that Aster gone? Tessa thought deeply as she sipped her tea, the refreshing smells of lavender mingling with her stepmothers stifling fumes of expensive perfume. She suddenly felt a sharp tug at her skirt. " Green... What a color to be worn by the proud daughter of a count. It's just so... Peasant... " Tessa bit her tongue. Suppressed she was, defeated she wasn't. As long as she held her words she would live another day to seek a comeback.
" Tessa, why don't you leave for the moment... Your... Mother, and I have something to discuss..." Tessa excused herself as the countress' complaints rang out from the green gardens she once loved, once upon a time she could see.
 Obviously, yet another NEJI fan <3 mandy_raz · Sat Dec 01, 2007 @ 03:04pm · 0 Comments |
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Tessa raised her arms as a maid pulled on an undercoat, just then she heard scurrying footsteps suddenly halt. "No no, the countress dislikes green. Fetch her the red dress." Tessa felt her fists tighten and her blood racing." I refuse to knowingly woo that witch. I shall wear the green garment." Eugene gestured towards the red as the maid silently nodded in acknowlegement.
" M'lady you are not being taken seriously. Your chaperone seems to be defying your direct orders for you cannot see what he has done." Tessa recognized Aster's voice at once but spared no time before screaming her demands " Out! All of you ruffians! How dare you innovate on my weakness? Out! Or I shall have father take your heads!" The maids exited in a hurry while eugene risked a small bow before his retreat.
"Aster... Are they all gone?" Whispered Tessa as she groped around the floor for her cane, her frail body breathless from the earlier rage. "Yes m'lady, quite." He answered while lending her a hand." But how are you to dress without the maids?" Tessa tapped upon the marble floor with her walking stick. She stopped as it hit the soft textile sprawled around the cold hard floor. "That is the red. I have the green m'lady." "Thank you." She mumbled on recieving it and tugging it over her head. Aster gave her assistance as she felt for the clasps and buttons. " To the gardens." She said, extending her free hand to Aster's.
Obviously, yet another NEJI fan <3
mandy_raz · Thu Nov 29, 2007 @ 03:09am · 0 Comments |
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Alright. this is my first attempt at doing an english novel. I have written chinese ones before as i may have said, but this was just inspired by a random comment from a cousin of mine. I will be updating randomly and i may just cut off for days. Also there is no guarantee to the length of each part, so... bear with me ^^
mandy_raz · Thu Nov 29, 2007 @ 02:55am · 0 Comments |
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"Eugene? Is that you?" Tessa closed the diary cover as the quill returned to the ink well. "No m'lady. I am your new servant. Please call me Aster." Tessa groped around blindly for her ivory walking stick. "Could you please do me a favor and lead me to the drawing room?" Aster chuckled as she stood from the writing desk." As you wish m'lady."
"I must thank father for giving me this wonderful diary." She explained as Aster accompanied her along the corridors. "Yes, it is indeed an astonishing work of art for such a simpletons tool." Tessa had her hand laid on Asters cold arm as they passed by row after row of ancient armor and exclusive paintings. " Funny that a pride maiden as yourself would write while you cannot read. Or can you?" Tessa brushed off a smile with her free hand as Aster lead her in silence responding to her own. The count's distinctive voice rang out through the marble halls. " Tessa my sweet, what has brought you out of your room?" He said as strong arms swept Tessa clean off her feet. The girl squealed in delight as her father gently landed her back down. " I wanted to thank you for the gift, father." Aster watched in complete silence as a sliver of doubt danced across the count's face. " Well, I'm delighted you favor it my dear. Now how would you like to join your mother and I for tea in the gardens?" Tessa flinched barely noticeably as the count turned to shout orders. " Eugene, get Tessa well dressed and presentable for the countess and myself." " Very well sir. Come miss." Eugene ushered Tessa out of the drawing room just as the countess stepped in from the other west door.
" Eugene, where is Aster?" Asked Tessa as Eugene acompanied her across the long halls. He replied without a moments thought " I am afraid you are mistaken miss, there is no one in the palace by the name of Aster." " Stop teasing Eugene I know step-mother tries to keep the palace happenings from me but I am not yet daft." Eugene held a laugh. " Pardon me but I speak the truth miss, I have yet to hear about this Aster you speak of." Tessa stomped her foot and gave a pout. " Oh stop it Eugene it truly annoys me when you speak such nonsense. Can you not respond directly to my questions when i ask them?" " As you wish miss, but I have no clue to the whereabouts of this Aster." Tessa sighed as she now trudged along the marble floor accompanied by Eugene's familiar arm and her cold ivory walking stick.
Obviously, yet another NEJI fan <3
mandy_raz · Wed Nov 28, 2007 @ 03:28pm · 0 Comments |
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Tessa ran her hands over the leather cover of her new diary, funny enough it seemed to shudder and shake with excitement at her fingertips. She caressed the firm tight hide with loving affection and felt for the clasp. As the golden lock clicked the diary opened, exposing countless platforms eagerly waiting for her recreation. She gave a slow sigh of pleasure and dipped her quill in the ink well just in her reach. Everything on the table was neatly arranged and items dangerous in any way were out of sight. If she had any. The blind girl wrote freely as letters flowed across her mind. Had she not pleaded with her parents she would never feel the simple ecstasy of a quill tip dancing to her will. Instead would be holes, a massacre upon paper, the smooth warm feeling of which she loved dearly. Her room door creaked open as an alien voice drifted into her ears. " May I be of service m'lady?"
Obviously, yet another NEJI fan <3
mandy_raz · Wed Nov 28, 2007 @ 02:46pm · 0 Comments |
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well... i guess it has been more than a long time since i posted anything here... today i had the chance i've been dreaming of. just that even in my dreams, i would check if i was seeing in my sleep. this time i know it's happening but... theres nothing i can do about it. it's just like when i wake up, everything goes back to naught. I finally get to see him again, after regretting and repenting for a year and a half. i didn't know what to say, nor what to think. what i saw was definitely out of expectation, he has changed... no more the flirtatious little boy i used to know and love. he's matured... and he's got a job... by the way he talks and does things i can tell he won't be that ruffian he used to be any longer. i guess life hasn't gone easily on him either. all this time we've been apart i assumed he had things easy, thinking i was superior in terms of experience and endurance... wrong i have been, for what fact shows is on the contrary. i know we'll never be the way we used to be, considering we're in different countries and all that happened is polluting my mind. i never knew things would turn out this way, but somehow this works perfectly. baah... i'm just rambling here... i'm really going to miss him when i go back... and i most likely will never set foot in this country again. so... this is my chance to say my last goodbyes, but when i said them... i couldn't help but want to stay with him for a little longer. i dont know if he felt anything, i don't know what he was thinking, i never will. if i did, what happened a year and a half ago would not have. and it wouldn't have lead to this, all this. this turning point in my life. everything has changed, tremendously... for the better or worse i am yet to confirm.
mandy_raz · Wed Nov 28, 2007 @ 02:33pm · 0 Comments |
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........ i've recorded some music from Golden Sun with my emulator.... but alas for poor lil me it wasn't in a format my MP3 supported... sigh... i went on like this for a week or so, when i saw at my brothers friends place that you can actually change the format yourself... according to his instructions i downloaded the software.... and the result to all of that is this: GOLDEN SUN CRAVING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Golden Sun background music in a Golden Sun lovers MP3...which means every time i put my MP3 on shuffle mode (in school)there will always be Golden Sun music... which immedaitely reminds me of which map the music is from!! which results as immediately wanting to race back home and play the game!!!!! which means horror, crucible pain, agony, frustration, doom, mental withering, aching head, and worst of all depression cause theres nothing you can do bout it. ... school hours are long and dry... not to meantion utterly boring and meaningless. especially in a country so stuck up as china. they dammit expect you to be in school by 7:10 a.m., and they let you go not before 4:35. plus i have some duties to civer, which basically means i get the right to leave even later than others...... At this rate, i think i should think twice on downloading that software to seperate diff songs in the Klonoa- Door to Phantomile original soundtrack...(which, if you have read my other journal entries, is stuck together and is thus a 2.5 hour long piece)
mandy_raz · Sat Sep 23, 2006 @ 07:17am · 0 Comments |
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