Fiona's Journal Thread
Listala je tintom ispunjene stranice svog ivota. U toj knjiici nalazio se svaki pedalj njezina ivota. Sve njezine tajne i svi njezini osjećaji. Tu su bile zapisane stvari koje su bile dobro poznate izabraniku njezina srca, ali isto tako događaji za koje on nikada neće saznati. U vrtlogu misli pogled joj je pao na jedan zapis davno napisan. Napisala ga je i nikad vie ga nije pročitala, ali sada u samoći nije mogla odoljeti. Odjednom se osjetila tako staro i tako usamljeno. Zapalila je fino smotanu cigaretu i povukla dugačak dim. Miris duhana punio je sobu dok je ona čitala sljedeći zapis:
Tonight my heart bleeds and tonight I have truly known the meaning of a broken heart. No, no, not broken...shattered into a thousand little pieces. As if my heart was made of glass, and he, he smashed onto the floor with all his strength. Oh, what a fool I have been. Dreaming like a school girl in love, thinking it would last, imagining it would be eternal. And in only a few moments, all my dreams died. Like someone had turned off the lights, and I was still that same scared little girl left alone in the dark.
I haven't seen him for so long and I missed him so much. I thought it would be a great surprise. I had already made inquiries about his whereabouts and have found out all the places he goes at night. I really thought it would be a nice surprise.
I saw him standing there and he never looked so beautiful, so happy, so much like my Sydney. He was laughing with those people and I could see in his eyes he really cared about them. There were his friends and I felt happy for him. Just as I was preparing to step out in front of him, she came out of nowhere. Looking absolutely stunning. A wonderful, tiny elf. She passed right by me. Her robe even greased mine and I could feel her delicate perfume fill the air as she walked by, came closer to him and it was so obvious, the change on his face, in his eyes. The look I saw a thousand times when he would look at me and tell me how much he loves me. I was so close and jet I couldn't have been further. I simply stepped back and looked at that, that mating dance they were doing. All my feelings simply drained out me. Nothing was left. Only anger and in a second my world tumbled at my feet. In those moments when he was holding her close all the love from me was gone. I could feel my anger growing and the warmth of my magic flowing through my veins as I slowly raised my hands to attack, to kill. I knew he would die before his body would even touch the ground, for I was always so much more powerful then him. Standing there, in the shadow, my mouth began to speak the magical enchantments on it's own and in only a blink of an eye, he could have died without ever knowing what hit him, for I knew he would be dead before his body would even touch the ground...
Tu je bio kraj zapisa i Fiona se stresla nad tim sjećanjem. Nad tim danom kad se osjetila toliko moćnom da joj je to davalo gotovo bolestan osjećaj uitka. Stresla se nad tim osjećajem koji je ispunio svaki djelić njezinog bića. Duboko je uzdahnula i smireno umočila pero u tintu, otvorila novu, neispisanu stranicu...
He came back to me, as I knew he would but there are nights, like these, when...when I feel sorry I never finished that spell...