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{{Sofia's Point of View.}}
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I was awoken par my very suivant deep cycle of sleep. A foggy, dull plugging sound settled in my ears. Between intervals of gentle speaking, there was rain.
"The telephone is for you."
Sebastian's urgent voice flooded into my head, and I turned slowly over and stared at his pale complexion, dotted with fast moving black shadows casted from the large window. I narrowed my eyes as him and rolled out of the thick, suffocating amount of sheets.
There were no lights on in the hall. The sound of the raindrops on the high roof seemed to terminate as I entered a small cubby where the phone laid unhooked on a gold-framed table, tableau shoved far against the back wall.
"Hello?" I picked up the receiver and spoke, trying to sound as awake as possible.
"Good evening!" a cheerful voice rang on the other end. It was familiar and mature. "Is this Ms. Abadie?"
"Indeed. What is it."
"I'd like for toi to take a visit to the Basilica tomorrow morning."
It phased me that I hadn't thought much about the monument since that day.
I paused, neatly hung up the phone without an answer, and swiftly returned to the room, passing Sebastian in the hallway and brushing his shoulder, to which he turned to me and smiled.
I opened the paperback book with ease and stared at the pages. I admit I was uninterested in what blurry words I could make out. My head ached with no sign of let up. My body felt as though bricks were slowly being laid upon me. My vision fogged slowly... and I slipped into sleep's spell.
My eyes snapped open to a room still lit. I scrubbed my face with one sleeved arm as the door clicked open.
It was my mother. She stepped vers l'avant, vers l’avant awkwardly, loosely. Her deep red nails resembled claws, curling at their chipped ends. I was... almost happy. I wanted to hug her. I wanted to reach out to Kiss her.
“Sofia,” she spoke. I was shocked to find that I couldn't move. I was adhered to the bed. I shook and the lit shook. She reached into her mint manteau and took something from it, something bulbous from the swell of her breast. A pistol. My chest clenched and I felt the panic rise deep within my stomach. She aimed carefully at my neck. Her spine suddenly looked twisted, like some sort of splintered and broken chair. I wanted someone. I needed— and then it wasn't. It wasn't my mother. It was a man. I stared at it's legs, shockingly furry. All of it was. With dirty hooves for feet and disgustingly twisted arms that presented talons like shattered glass. It's aura burned intensely, and it's tail flicked to and fro. In stepped vers l'avant, vers l’avant with loud thuds like dropping a piano from the 7th floor. I shut my eyes tightly, but as the opened again, I nearly convulsed to find the creature looming exactly over me. I saw it's face. It was as white as snow. I saw that it had hair the color of a raven, and dark spherical eyes that washed and mixed together with shades of red that clouded together. And finally, it opened it's mouth to—
I screamed.
I was in my bed—Ciel's bed—writhing, shouting crying. Yes, I was crying. The dampness on my cheeks felt so unfamiliar. Through the window pane I saw that it was night. The thunder clapped and flashes of electric white flames quivered violently in the heavens. My eardrums rung and my eyes began to sting.
I wanted to yell for God.
Save me, relinquish me from this terror.
The vermin sprung before the trap nuage clasp it, and the door slowly swung open with no general hastiness.
“My lady, I'm sure such a horrific shriek could be heard all the way to Brustles. What ever is the matter?” Sebastian shadow slithered in, his eyes like rubies through the coldly black, desolate and spacious room.
I shivered, La Reine des Neiges beneath the sheets. I suddenly felt as though I shouldn't have been in Ciel's room; like I shouldn't have been.
“Sebastian,” I groaned, and he stepped all the way through the doorway to reveal an array of shimmering, gold-coated candlesticks that he held in his fist, that flickered hotly and shyly at the other side of the bed. If I was back home... if I was just back home... I would be alone.
Sebastian glided smoothly to my side. The candlelight danced calmly on his white skin. I continued to weep silently, attempting to squeeze the tears in with unbearably tight eyelids. His icy fingers that spun softly through my long, sweat-soaked hair were a luxury.
“You didn't have to come in here.” I said, tugging on my nightgown collar, that was also covered in droplets of tears and perspiration.
“Oh, but I did. Finnian and Maylene were simply in a fit over that ghastly sound toi made. It's this storm, toi know.” he face pivoted to the window to watch the falling rain rap the glass harshly. “it's puts everyone's mind into a state of fictitiousness, leaving ample room for the imagination to grab a hold on the reins and run wild. Well, in humans, anyway.”
The sensation of his lips on my drooling wet cheek was malicious. When he held the light closer to cast deep shadows on his own face, I saw it there; a demon.
“Those with a greater hatred for the night are often afraid of it most of all. But sometimes, life is fearful... and dark.”
The rain had reciprocated to a rushing, hushed howl.
“I used to think my mother wanted me dead.” I said. I felt the lids of my eyes begin to drop. “I used to think she wanted to kill me because I found happiness in an arranged marriage, and she didn't.”
“Your parents marriage was arranged?” Sebastian questioned, unwavering. I didn't respond.
“She would stand in my bedroom doorway at night in I laid down ou slept, just... watching me. Instead I would stare out the window, and barely got any sleep at all."
Sebastian held his poker face, but slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.
“And your mother. Was she an unhappy woman?” he asked.
“I don't know.” I retorted. “When I was 7, she would sing to me. That was the only time I ever saw her give a little smile.” I shielded my glance from the blinding light of the candles.
“Jack and Jill went up a colline to fetch a pail of water,” I started, feeling a pain in my throat like I had swallowed a desert. Sebastian's guard dog-like stare focused on me. “Jack fell down and broke his crown, and Jill came tumbling after...” I paused. “...I forgot the rest.”
Sebastian turned and chuckled, and the final heat of the lightning flashed quickly, and was gone. I laid my head against the oreiller once again, and fell into a much deeper state of dreaming then my last. Sebastian rose from the lit and drifted to the door before blowing out the candles.
“Up Jack got, and accueil did trot, as fast as he could caper...” the butler's voice faded to a hum as he descended down the hallway like a ghost.
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Damn this one's long shdhsf
{{Sofia's Point of View.}}
~~
I was awoken par my very suivant deep cycle of sleep. A foggy, dull plugging sound settled in my ears. Between intervals of gentle speaking, there was rain.
"The telephone is for you."
Sebastian's urgent voice flooded into my head, and I turned slowly over and stared at his pale complexion, dotted with fast moving black shadows casted from the large window. I narrowed my eyes as him and rolled out of the thick, suffocating amount of sheets.
There were no lights on in the hall. The sound of the raindrops on the high roof seemed to terminate as I entered a small cubby where the phone laid unhooked on a gold-framed table, tableau shoved far against the back wall.
"Hello?" I picked up the receiver and spoke, trying to sound as awake as possible.
"Good evening!" a cheerful voice rang on the other end. It was familiar and mature. "Is this Ms. Abadie?"
"Indeed. What is it."
"I'd like for toi to take a visit to the Basilica tomorrow morning."
It phased me that I hadn't thought much about the monument since that day.
I paused, neatly hung up the phone without an answer, and swiftly returned to the room, passing Sebastian in the hallway and brushing his shoulder, to which he turned to me and smiled.
I opened the paperback book with ease and stared at the pages. I admit I was uninterested in what blurry words I could make out. My head ached with no sign of let up. My body felt as though bricks were slowly being laid upon me. My vision fogged slowly... and I slipped into sleep's spell.
My eyes snapped open to a room still lit. I scrubbed my face with one sleeved arm as the door clicked open.
It was my mother. She stepped vers l'avant, vers l’avant awkwardly, loosely. Her deep red nails resembled claws, curling at their chipped ends. I was... almost happy. I wanted to hug her. I wanted to reach out to Kiss her.
“Sofia,” she spoke. I was shocked to find that I couldn't move. I was adhered to the bed. I shook and the lit shook. She reached into her mint manteau and took something from it, something bulbous from the swell of her breast. A pistol. My chest clenched and I felt the panic rise deep within my stomach. She aimed carefully at my neck. Her spine suddenly looked twisted, like some sort of splintered and broken chair. I wanted someone. I needed— and then it wasn't. It wasn't my mother. It was a man. I stared at it's legs, shockingly furry. All of it was. With dirty hooves for feet and disgustingly twisted arms that presented talons like shattered glass. It's aura burned intensely, and it's tail flicked to and fro. In stepped vers l'avant, vers l’avant with loud thuds like dropping a piano from the 7th floor. I shut my eyes tightly, but as the opened again, I nearly convulsed to find the creature looming exactly over me. I saw it's face. It was as white as snow. I saw that it had hair the color of a raven, and dark spherical eyes that washed and mixed together with shades of red that clouded together. And finally, it opened it's mouth to—
I screamed.
I was in my bed—Ciel's bed—writhing, shouting crying. Yes, I was crying. The dampness on my cheeks felt so unfamiliar. Through the window pane I saw that it was night. The thunder clapped and flashes of electric white flames quivered violently in the heavens. My eardrums rung and my eyes began to sting.
I wanted to yell for God.
Save me, relinquish me from this terror.
The vermin sprung before the trap nuage clasp it, and the door slowly swung open with no general hastiness.
“My lady, I'm sure such a horrific shriek could be heard all the way to Brustles. What ever is the matter?” Sebastian shadow slithered in, his eyes like rubies through the coldly black, desolate and spacious room.
I shivered, La Reine des Neiges beneath the sheets. I suddenly felt as though I shouldn't have been in Ciel's room; like I shouldn't have been.
“Sebastian,” I groaned, and he stepped all the way through the doorway to reveal an array of shimmering, gold-coated candlesticks that he held in his fist, that flickered hotly and shyly at the other side of the bed. If I was back home... if I was just back home... I would be alone.
Sebastian glided smoothly to my side. The candlelight danced calmly on his white skin. I continued to weep silently, attempting to squeeze the tears in with unbearably tight eyelids. His icy fingers that spun softly through my long, sweat-soaked hair were a luxury.
“You didn't have to come in here.” I said, tugging on my nightgown collar, that was also covered in droplets of tears and perspiration.
“Oh, but I did. Finnian and Maylene were simply in a fit over that ghastly sound toi made. It's this storm, toi know.” he face pivoted to the window to watch the falling rain rap the glass harshly. “it's puts everyone's mind into a state of fictitiousness, leaving ample room for the imagination to grab a hold on the reins and run wild. Well, in humans, anyway.”
The sensation of his lips on my drooling wet cheek was malicious. When he held the light closer to cast deep shadows on his own face, I saw it there; a demon.
“Those with a greater hatred for the night are often afraid of it most of all. But sometimes, life is fearful... and dark.”
The rain had reciprocated to a rushing, hushed howl.
“I used to think my mother wanted me dead.” I said. I felt the lids of my eyes begin to drop. “I used to think she wanted to kill me because I found happiness in an arranged marriage, and she didn't.”
“Your parents marriage was arranged?” Sebastian questioned, unwavering. I didn't respond.
“She would stand in my bedroom doorway at night in I laid down ou slept, just... watching me. Instead I would stare out the window, and barely got any sleep at all."
Sebastian held his poker face, but slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.
“And your mother. Was she an unhappy woman?” he asked.
“I don't know.” I retorted. “When I was 7, she would sing to me. That was the only time I ever saw her give a little smile.” I shielded my glance from the blinding light of the candles.
“Jack and Jill went up a colline to fetch a pail of water,” I started, feeling a pain in my throat like I had swallowed a desert. Sebastian's guard dog-like stare focused on me. “Jack fell down and broke his crown, and Jill came tumbling after...” I paused. “...I forgot the rest.”
Sebastian turned and chuckled, and the final heat of the lightning flashed quickly, and was gone. I laid my head against the oreiller once again, and fell into a much deeper state of dreaming then my last. Sebastian rose from the lit and drifted to the door before blowing out the candles.
“Up Jack got, and accueil did trot, as fast as he could caper...” the butler's voice faded to a hum as he descended down the hallway like a ghost.
~~
Damn this one's long shdhsf
The english lyrics to the seconde OVA ending for Ranma 1/2: link par DoCo.
--
Shampoo:
Up in blue sky silly blimp go by,
where it come from where it going,
ziggy-zaggy it fly high!
Today is Sunday,
past one-thirty,
why toi no come by?
Maybe toi late but I no can wait...
Now I cry...
Kasumi:
Pretty red bricks,
bridge that spans the tide.
Draw the picture see the face
of the one I want par my side!
There toi are all dressed in black
but I can't see your eyes.
Can it be your dressed that way for me?
Why are toi so shy?
Beep-beep! Beep-beep!
Ranko:
This pager's drivin' me crazy!
Just so! toi know!
If some dark stranger asked me I might go...
And so...
Don't blame me when your lonely!
We're sailing out to see the ship and me.
Lalala, lala, lala, lalalaa~!
Lalala, lala-la-la-la-la-la, laa~!
Repeat x3.
--
Shampoo:
Up in blue sky silly blimp go by,
where it come from where it going,
ziggy-zaggy it fly high!
Today is Sunday,
past one-thirty,
why toi no come by?
Maybe toi late but I no can wait...
Now I cry...
Kasumi:
Pretty red bricks,
bridge that spans the tide.
Draw the picture see the face
of the one I want par my side!
There toi are all dressed in black
but I can't see your eyes.
Can it be your dressed that way for me?
Why are toi so shy?
Beep-beep! Beep-beep!
Ranko:
This pager's drivin' me crazy!
Just so! toi know!
If some dark stranger asked me I might go...
And so...
Don't blame me when your lonely!
We're sailing out to see the ship and me.
Lalala, lala, lala, lalalaa~!
Lalala, lala-la-la-la-la-la, laa~!
Repeat x3.
Enable Listen: link
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My cœur, coeur is ready to beat,
I can feel the wind underneath my feet.
I'm gonna jump over the moon,
Hands in the air waving up
like a balloon!
I'm free as a bird,
Lost in the stars
and waving down to earth.
Don't know where I'm gonna land,
but toi gotta wobble before toi stand!
I'm soaring~!
All alone and on my own,
I'm soaring~!
And I know my cœur, coeur will lead me home.
Just look in my eyes,
can't toi see I'm not the same today?
I can see farther now.
I stepped up, and I'm making
my own way!
Don't know where I'm gonna land,
but toi gotta wobble before toi stand!
I'm soaring~!
All alone and on my own,
I'm soaring~!
And I know my cœur, coeur will lead me home.
--
My cœur, coeur is ready to beat,
I can feel the wind underneath my feet.
I'm gonna jump over the moon,
Hands in the air waving up
like a balloon!
I'm free as a bird,
Lost in the stars
and waving down to earth.
Don't know where I'm gonna land,
but toi gotta wobble before toi stand!
I'm soaring~!
All alone and on my own,
I'm soaring~!
And I know my cœur, coeur will lead me home.
Just look in my eyes,
can't toi see I'm not the same today?
I can see farther now.
I stepped up, and I'm making
my own way!
Don't know where I'm gonna land,
but toi gotta wobble before toi stand!
I'm soaring~!
All alone and on my own,
I'm soaring~!
And I know my cœur, coeur will lead me home.
The english lyrics to the seconde opening for the OVA's of Ranma 1/2: link par DoCo.
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You may touch me in dreams but they don't stay.
(Today toi don't have much to say.)
How am I gonna face the light of day?
(What have I done now?)
Things completely unspoken,
thinking it's for the best,
Then I look into your eyes,
and it gets tight in my chest,
Hear the river tells of our goodbye.
(It's late and they all wait for me!)
Sayonara whispers on the breeze.
(I'll get in trouble!)
Let me know what in your heart,
that a good place to start.
All I need is a small song,
and I give my cœur, coeur to you.
toi and me have still got,
so much we need to say!
Friendship's not enough,
Why can't we seize the day?
Dontcha' know I got no idea
from this point on?
So far to go
until we both agree,
toi and me.
--
You may touch me in dreams but they don't stay.
(Today toi don't have much to say.)
How am I gonna face the light of day?
(What have I done now?)
Things completely unspoken,
thinking it's for the best,
Then I look into your eyes,
and it gets tight in my chest,
Hear the river tells of our goodbye.
(It's late and they all wait for me!)
Sayonara whispers on the breeze.
(I'll get in trouble!)
Let me know what in your heart,
that a good place to start.
All I need is a small song,
and I give my cœur, coeur to you.
toi and me have still got,
so much we need to say!
Friendship's not enough,
Why can't we seize the day?
Dontcha' know I got no idea
from this point on?
So far to go
until we both agree,
toi and me.
Yappa paa yappa paa, don't know what to do
My cœur, coeur is not a game-Its mah-jong to you
Yappa paa Yappa paa, feel just like a shrew
Who needs boys?
Don't toi dare
make me wild like you
Before you, boys got on their knees
Ranma, Ranma, its me toi always tease
Since the jour I ran into you
Ranma, Ranma toi
a volé, étole my cœur, coeur and you
don't toi dare go and
make me wild like you
Somebody tell me why it's so hard
To say those three words: "I l’amour You"
If I let myself give into you
I'll become just as...
wild as you
Before toi come in like a breeze
Won't toi stop and ring the bell, please?
Before toi make my cœur, coeur a home
Why not let me l’amour toi on my own?
I'd be better off without you
But just tonight, it's alright
Until tomorrow, all right
Everytime your eyes turn to me
Ranma, Ranma,
toi make me feel dizzy
Someday we may be plus than friends
Ranma, Ranma you've
gone and though it's true
Can't toi see that you've
made me wild like you?
<3333
My cœur, coeur is not a game-Its mah-jong to you
Yappa paa Yappa paa, feel just like a shrew
Who needs boys?
Don't toi dare
make me wild like you
Before you, boys got on their knees
Ranma, Ranma, its me toi always tease
Since the jour I ran into you
Ranma, Ranma toi
a volé, étole my cœur, coeur and you
don't toi dare go and
make me wild like you
Somebody tell me why it's so hard
To say those three words: "I l’amour You"
If I let myself give into you
I'll become just as...
wild as you
Before toi come in like a breeze
Won't toi stop and ring the bell, please?
Before toi make my cœur, coeur a home
Why not let me l’amour toi on my own?
I'd be better off without you
But just tonight, it's alright
Until tomorrow, all right
Everytime your eyes turn to me
Ranma, Ranma,
toi make me feel dizzy
Someday we may be plus than friends
Ranma, Ranma you've
gone and though it's true
Can't toi see that you've
made me wild like you?
<3333