Cyra - In the spirit
Dec 25th, 2009 8:50 pm

He liked his ball-ball, though his eyes lusted for a chew.

I can only give what's wanted of me. ^_^

Merry Christmas x

Cyra - Oh, honesty
Dec 24th, 2009 1:43 am

Where to begin. I don't even think I really want to relive this on paper, but I know getting it out of my system will be beneficial and not burden another with my whining. You see, for the first time since ever being in this city, I visited that place which was once a temple. Part of it was an amusing experience that made me see strangers in a light I'm fond of. Good for them.

I recognised some old faces. Unchanged. That's a shame. Home is unchanged and so are they too. Yet, here I am and I feel so much different. An odd one, again. Why am I surprised?

Though, tonight was a time when I felt the sting. I knew I would feel it eventually, but this came with horrid uncertainty. I've been lied to, I'm just not sure at what point tonight it happened. They cannot both tell the truth and so far he has never lied to me, that I've known about.

Though, saying that, I saw him.. er, the other `him' more fragile tonight than I expected I'd ever witness. I just hope I was listened to. That, I care more about than if his words were true. I can't trust everybody after all.

...actually, it should be noted I don't often trust anyone, so why let this time bug me at all?

Cyra - A letter
Dec 16th, 2009 7:21 pm

Hey Daren, how's Lucy? She doing okay now, walking all right? Tell her CyCy sends her love and that she better be taking the damn pills or I'LL have her damn legs. You tell her! Damn it..

Anyway, I'm settling in. Most of the old staff are still around and remember me from last year. I'm not really sure if that's good or bad. You know how I like to blend in and not really be noticed. They wanted to take me out for Drinks the first Friday I was in. I said.. well, you know what I said, but other than the fact I don't drink I reminded them that some of the party were likely to get called in for the rest of the city's drunks on a Friday night.

Please don't call. You know I hate that and I'm either working or sleeping. One or the other. Please don't ask me if I've made any new friends and who they are. For god sake give me time to develop a social life will you. I just got back in town.

Now, don't forget to write and tell me how Lucy's doing. As much as I like to know what's going on and where you passed out and whatever, I do like to know what's down with the others too. Kay? Also, what book are you on? I'm giving Frank Herbert a try. Wish me luck.

oxox

~Cyra

Man's life's as cheap as beasts.
Dec 5th, 2009 11:32 am

He looked at me with those weak eyes, no longer naive and full of fear. He's looked at me like that before, but this time I felt it's meaning and I was so sorry.

He knew exactly what I was doing.
He knew something sinister, something unnatural was around the corner.
He knew, but he did it anyway.

I held him so tightly afterwords.
I am so sorry.