by Cynder » 01/03/2010 8:59 PM
Mystic, too, looked away in embarassment. She wondered if Kotta thought she was stupid now. Then she wondered why that would bother her so much.
She scrutenized what she was feeling at the moment. Very self-concious, for one. Her paws felt too big for her, like she should be stumbling over them in the dark. She was constantly wondering if she was pretty, or at least if Kotta thought she was. She also felt incredibly happy, and this conflicted with the self-conciousness in such a way that her insides felt all quivery and strange. Butterflies, they were called. So I have a crush on him. Figures. But crushes happened to her often enough that this wasn't unexpected. It wasn't uncommon for them to happen this quickly, either. What was strange was the strength of her feelings, the way she didn't want to look away from him, and the feeling of...companionship. There was something odd going on here. But what.
A sudden voice spoke in her mind, one that sounded oddly like Cynder's. Soulmate.
Mystic almost laughed out loud. She was addicted to love. She wanted so badly to have somebody, like Juliet had Romeo, Bella had Edward, any couple in any movie ever that had each other, that she was trying to materialize it for herself. She was sure Kotta didn't feel that way. He was level-headed, a clear thinker. And she was just a stupid lovesick teenager who wanted a boyfriend. Or a mate.
Mystic felt like crying.
But instead she looked ahead, deteminedly avoiding Kotta's gaze, and saw a little pattern of light shining on the floor of the tunnel. Almost like the sun shining through collapsed rocks.
"Kotta", she gasped, "we've reached the entrance." She turned her head to look at him. "It's still collapsed, what should we do?"
I listen to the wind
to the wind of my soul
Where I'll end up well I think,
only God really knows
I've sat upon the setting sun
But never, never never never
I never wanted water once
No, never, never, never
I listen to my words but
they fall far below
I let my music take me where
my heart wants to go
I swam upon the devil's lake
But never, never never never
I'll never make the same mistake
No, never, never, never