anniversaryone year from now was the timeMore Like This
that eclipse and jay first met.
it was later on that they became soulmates.
i shall piece together a small tribute to this occasion
with these drawings and my own words and eclipse's.
eclipse: it's already been one year huh?
it feels like just yesterday we met...
too bad we never even made it this far...
me: today while cleaning i found an old scrapbook,
a sketch diary, a place i wrote down notes and stories
of my adventures. i found a drawing of eclipse
sitting in front of jay saying she loved him.
i couldn't help but draw it again.
eclipse: can you please stop alair,
these memories are getting to me it hurts too much...
me: don't worry, it's okay. it's just a scrapbook.
it won't hurt just to think and remember the good times.
eclipse: good times... the good times don't hurt...
it's nice to remember how lovely it felt to be in one of his hugs...
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Bolt waved goodbye as the last customer walked out the door. He checked his watch, more out of habit than out of any conscious desire. His lunch break was in five minutes, a fact he noted with pleasant indifference. Bolt enjoyed his job, even if he did have to keep quiet about it, lest Hawk humiliate him in front of everyone.
Bolt was rearranging a vase of petunias when the bell chimed. He didn’t turn around right away; most customers were content to browse and make their own selections. He was just brushing a few errant petals off the shelf when a familiar English-accented voice asked him:
“So, how’s business?”
He turned around to see a flawless human being, a perfectly toned body covered in a perfectly tailored suit. He had a full head of black hair and stubble to match, with a charming pair of reading glasses nestled on his nose. There was a certain smooth grace in the w
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"Ha! Bow chicka bow wow!" They both turned to see a tan man with dark brown hair smiling over at them, he was wearing a teal-aqua?-shirt and some dogtags hung around his neck. Beside him a man leaned forward to see who he was talking to, he had a brown-gold-ish shirt and he also wore dogtags. His left eye was covered with a scar but despite that he seemed quite cheery. He smiled.
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Anyway, it's a day to celebrate those that have and currently serving their country's military. It's a huge commitment and sacrifice to make. Many of us missed out on so many major life events because of our decision to join the military. Words cannot explain how hard it is to watch your baby grow up on the other side of a screen or how disappointing it is when he hides behind your father's legs seeing you for the first time in a year.
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And so, when Jack Jameson first enters the crowded, shimmering ballroom, he can almost feel the mystery in the air, feeling it from the people hiding behind their masks and even from the people that seem to miss the whole point of them, showing off their identities for the sheer glory of flaunting their fancy lives in the faces of everyone else. The best part though, for him, is being a more outgoing, charming person than the one behind the mask, the shy one that never knows quite what to say.
The ball is in honour of a birthday - the Earl's daughter's, i